Marrying A Secret Zillionaire Happy Ever After (Linsey)

Chapter 77

Chapter 77 Collin, Where

Are You

"Massage?" Collin quirked an eyebrow, his expression a mix of skepticism and curiosity as he turned towards Linsey. "Wait, you actually know how to do that?"

Linsey nodded, her eyes twinkling with a mixture of pride and challenge. "Oh, absolutely. You'd be surprised how good I am

at this."

Collin's gaze drifted to the towering stack of documents cluttering his desk, his hesitation palpable.

Linsey's voice softened, coaxing gently, "You and Dolores are relentless, always buried in work. But remember, the work will always be there. You both need to step back and breathe a little."

A light, disbelieving chuckle escaped Collin. "I have pretty bad insomnia. If this doesn't help me sleep, you can forget about trying next time."

"No problem at all," Linsey replied with a confident smile, her belief in her skills unwavering.

Thus reassured, Collin let Linsey guide his wheelchair to the edge of the bed.

She had initially moved to assist him further, but Collin, with a swift, graceful movement borne of years of necessity, shifted onto the bed himself. Linsey paused, struck anew by his adeptness.

She knew that living with a disability demanded resilience and adaptability, traits Collin had clearly honed over the years.

empathy towards him, as she saw the silent strength it took for him to

the bed, his eyelids fluttering shut

rolled the wheelchair to the foot of the bed before settling down beside him. She leaned over, her fingers brushing against his temples with a tender, deliberate touch. Her massage

overwhelming.

their magic, Collin felt the day's

the cloying scent of expensive perfume, but something pure and subtly floral, distinctly Linsey. It was comforting and pleasant, enhancing the serenity that enveloped

long began to unravel under Linsey's persistent care. Collin's consciousness faded, lulled by the rhythmic pressure

he succumbed to a deep, peaceful sleep,

slowed her movements before finally pulling her hands

sleep, his serene expression bringing a

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the usual stern facade replaced by

a careful, almost reverent motion, Linsey reached for a blanket resting nearby.

a final glance, she switched off the

as warm sunlight streamed

lay deeply asleep, blissfully unaware

shrill ring of the phone on the bedside

He scowled, his irritation