Chapter 20-

Chapter 20 You're Hurting

Me

"Don't touch me," Collin warned, his voice low and tense. He grabbed Linsey by the collar and yanked her back into

another chair.

In the process, her arm knocked against the wine glass in front of him.

The glass tipped over, and dark red wine spilled across his pristine white shirt, the stain spreading like ink on paper.

Linsey sat back, blinking at him, still dazed.

Collin inhaled sharply, his jaw tightening as he fought to maintain his composure- and suppress the heat stirring inside

him. Turning to the side stiffly, he added, "Stay seated. Don't come any closer."

The cold liquid seeped through his shirt, chilling his skin, though it did little to cool the fire burning within him.

Linsey suddenly pouted, her tone turning sharp. "What do you mean? You won't even let me near you? Is that really how

you treat your wife?"

Her righteous indignation left him momentarily speechless.

I stay away from you?" she continued, her eyelids growing heavier. "Your shirt is

You can't clean it

were still in the dining room, she reached out, fingers brushing against the fabric of his shirt

to

catching her wrist in

when he noticed the slight crease in her brow, her

hurting me," she murmured

he let

collar with unexpected force,

his teeth, his voice sharp with frustration. Unable to

any longer, he struck the back of

a swift,

intoxicated, she had no resistance against

slackened, and she began to collapse toward

unreadable expression, Collin pushed himself up from his wheelchair, catching her

floor. Without hesitation, he carried her to her

been staying in this room for almost a month, and the moment he stepped inside, a soft,

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the woman in his arms.

drunk, her clothes slightly askew, her flushed cheeks tinted with

then gently laid her down

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