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.

deepened Linsey's respect and empathy towards him, as she saw the silent strength it took for him to navigate

his eyelids fluttering shut

settling down beside him. She leaned over, her fingers brushing against his temples with a tender, deliberate touch. Her massage was gentle yet

overwhelming.

Linsey's skilled fingers worked their magic, Collin felt the day's

sweet aroma-not the cloying scent of expensive perfume, but something pure and subtly floral, distinctly Linsey. It was comforting and pleasant, enhancing the serenity that

too long began to unravel under Linsey's

deep, peaceful sleep, his breathing evening

in his breathing, Linsey gradually slowed her

watched him sleep, his serene

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the usual

reverent motion, Linsey reached for a blanket resting nearby. She draped it over

glance, she switched off the bedside lamp,

bathed in a soft glow as warm sunlight streamed through the window, gently illuminating

deeply asleep, blissfully unaware of the morning

silence was shattered by the shrill ring of the phone on

snapping open. He scowled, his irritation palpable as he snatched up