Marrying A Secret Zillionaire Happy Ever After (Linsey)

Chapter 64

Chapter 64 Let Me Help You With That

Collin gazed at the warmth in Linsey's tender smile, and an unexpected stir tugged at his heartstrings.

For reasons beyond his grasp, a flicker of unease danced through him at that moment.

Nothing ever seemed to faze him; he remained indifferent to everything and everyone.

Life had always been peaceful and predictable for him, stretching back to the earliest days.

Yet, Linsey's presence was like a burst of sunlight, illuminating his gray, monochrome existence.

"Sure, let me help you with that," he responded, his voice softening-a rare deviation from his usual frosty tone. He fought to quell the unfamiliar flutter within him as he spoke.

Linsey's smile widened, and she gracefully handed him the necklace box before turning and lowering herself in front of him. Collin had been looking up at her from his seated position in the wheelchair since she entered the room.

Now, at eye level, he could see the delicate swirl of hair at her crown and the way her lustrous locks cascaded gracefully

down her back.

His breath caught in a silent gasp. His eyes traced the line of her spine, veiled by her flowing hair, before he reluctantly set the box down on the desk with a soft click.

Unseen by Linsey, the slight sound caused her eyelashes to flutter, a subtle testament to the quiet tension between them.

dazzling

her collarbone, its brilliance enchanting as

skilled hands cradled the ends of the necklace, his movements precise as

a soft barrier, Linsey could feel the comforting warmth

the weight of the necklace settled gently, almost caressingly, around her

a faint itch tickling her skin- uncertain if it was the sudden

that was the end of it

hair being gathered up with a

closer, his presence cool and commanding, enveloping her

meticulously lifted her

reality. Flustered, Linsey quickly reached

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betraying her

her breath hitching slightly as she attempted to

legs betrayed her, growing numb and buckling beneath her

edge of a

was quick to react, his reflexes sharp. Stretching out his arms,

safety of his embrace.

him, her knee awkwardly hitting the wheelchair. Thankfully, Collin's wheelchair was exceptionally designed, its seat cushioned and forgiving. Had it been otherwise, her knee would have surely

concerns vanished as quickly as they came, her attention entirely consumed by