Marrying A Secret Zillionaire Happy Ever After (Linsey)

Chapter 7

Chapter 7 May I Use The

Kitchen

Linsey had just finished unbuttoning Collin's shirt and was about to reach for his belt when his expression suddenly

hardened.

His grip closed around her wrist in a flash, his voice sharp and unwavering. "That's enough. Get out."

If she went any further, he wasn't sure he could control himself.

Linsey blinked, thrown off by the abrupt shift. "What?"

Collin didn't bother explaining. Instead, he called out, his tone clipped, "Prepare the room next door for her."

"Yes, Mr. Riley."

Without another word, he pushed Linsey toward the doorway and shut the door behind her with a resolute thud. Her

suitcase, still untouched, sat abandoned in the hallway.

The echo of the door slamming reverberated down the corridor, leaving Linsey completely stunned.

"What is wrong

with him?" She turned to the butler, confusion laced in her voice. "Why did he just snap like that?"

The butler's voice remained calm, almost practiced. "Mrs. Riley, Mr. Riley has always been unpredictable. Now that you're

staying here, it's best to get used to it. After all, he..."

His words trailed off, but Linsey didn't need him to finish. The pieces were already falling into place.

Collin, despite his young age, was confined to a wheelchair, cast aside by his own family. It was no wonder he carried so

much frustration.

No wonder he kept pressing her about what she thought of him. He had probably spent years drowning in his own insecurities.

The realization struck her hard, and sympathy settled heavily in her chest. He must have completely misunderstood her. She had to clear things up before he convinced himself that she saw him as less of a man,

Inside his room, Collin sat in his wheelchair, his jaw clenched as he struggled to steady his breath. But no matter how hard he tried, he couldn't calm down.

he stood up and entered the

icy water crashed over him, dousing the fire raging inside. It took a long time before he finally wrestled

through his damp hair, still simmering with

He couldn't wrap his head

lose control like that?

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freshened up and had just

soft knock sounded

open to find the

ready, you're welcome to come down and

gave a small

her thoughts drifted back to the events

things up with

be the perfect

found the table set with an extravagant

Collin.

staring at the untouched

matter? Do the dishes not suit your

that's not

she took a breath and

helplessness in his tone. “He's been in the study working since last night. None

disturb him."

voice edged with concern. "He has a chronic stomach condition. But

not much we

looked up, she caught the butler watching her with a

As his wife, their

equals.

her. Breakfast was important-it set the tone for the entire

to

relief. "That's wonderful! Once he realizes how much you care, I'm sure he'll

it."

her brows knitting together.

night, she wasn't entirely convinced. Was the butler just saying

the perfect chance. Maybe preparing something for Collin to eat would

the tension.

the kitchen?" she asked, nodding