Marrying A Secret Zillionaire Happy Ever After (Linsey)

Chapter 209

Chapter 209 I Think I Twisted My Ankle

Collin was momentarily frozen, but then he quickly spun his wheelchair around, intent on chasing after Linsey. Kylee, however, stepped directly into his path.

"Collin... Kylee called out.

His expression darkened immediately, his voice cold and commanding. "Move."

Kylee's eyes widened, her shock quickly giving way to fresh tears that streamed down her face.

Her features twisted in a mix of confusion and hurt. "Collin, what's happening to you?"

She sniffled, her voice small and fragile. This was the first time that he had ever shown anger toward her since their

childhood.

And all of it seemed to be because of Linsey.

Suppressing the reluctance gnawing at her, Kylee bit her lip and quickly transformed her expression into one of pitiful distress. "Collin, I can't stand... I think I twisted my ankle. It hurts so much."

At the sound of her voice, Collin paused, his eyes flickering with realization. In the heat of the moment, he had pushed Kylee down.

He took a deep breath, steadying himself, then turned to his subordinate. In a calm but firm tone, he instructed, "Help Kylee up and take her to the hospital. Be discreet-don't let the media catch wind of this."

Mr. Riley," the subordinate replied, moving quickly

helpless, as Collin wheeled away, leaving her

you play the victim in front

you okay?" Collin's subordinate asked, his voice full of concern as he noticed the sour

carefully masked her irritation with a calm smile.

a certain image. The last

distanced herself enough to escape the painful sight of

another woman.

away in the back garden of the villa, crouched a secluded corner, tears falling freely. After being betrayed by Felix and Joanna, she had closed herself off from love, from

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offering warmth and care. Gradually, she had let

worst imaginings, had she thought she would witness Collin holding Kylee in his arms right before

eyes.

when

and Kylee had shared a long history, tied by childhood memories. She, on the other hand, had only known

ever hope to compete

overwhelming wave of dejection washed over her, and

a familiar voice broke through the

"Linsey, are you there?"

sound, and without thinking, she