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.

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

clean it yourself. Let me

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

to

snapped, catching her wrist in a firm

when he noticed the slight crease in her brow, her

hurting me," she

words, his grip loosened instinctively. The moment he let go, she twisted free

collar with unexpected force,

his teeth, his voice

he struck the

a swift, controlled

had no resistance

slackened, and she began to

a cold, unreadable expression, Collin pushed himself up from his wheelchair, catching

her to

almost a month, and the moment he stepped inside, a soft, lingering

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paused, glancing down at the woman in his arms. Linsey

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

exhaled quietly, then gently laid her

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