Marrying A Secret Zillionaire Happy Ever After (Linsey)

Chapter 369

Chapter 369 What's This Cowardice

Despite everything, Collin was Linsey's lawfully wedded husband.

Gorman harbored no desire to plant seeds of enduring bitterness within Linsey.

By sparing Collin's life, he could later assert that it was Collin's own perilous choice to be here.

While Gorman was lost in his contemplation of the possible fallout, His men surged forward, a united front intent on subduing Collin.

Yet, Collin was a tempest. His legs moved like pistons, delivering sharp, sweeping kicks that sent Gorman's men tumbling like dominos.

"Ah!"

"Ow!"

Their cries filled the air, a continuous echo of torment rippling across the field.

In the blink of an eye, Collin had neutralized a significant number of Gorman's men, using nothing but the raw power of his limbs.

Throughout this whirlwind of activity, Collin's expression remained eerily serene, his breath as calm as if he were meditating.

Astonishment painted Gorman's features, his eyes widening in disbelief.

How could this be?

Collin demonstrating such deadly

the same man dismissed as the

what depths had he

had spent years faking a disability to navigate a minefield of dangers silently, all while keeping his senses sharp and his body

honed his skills in private, diligently training every single day to ensure he could defend not only himself but also those he cherished from any

only a handful of men, a testament to his

never ventured into battle unprepared; Linsey was still at home. He needed to come back and make

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eyes, cold and dismissive, swept over Gorman's men, who

Collin, these men were mere trivial chess pieces, barely worthy of

of Gorman's men who had yet to engage in combat stood frozen, their bodies quivering as

chaos unfold

to inch backward, their faces etched with terror-Collin's présence was that

top-tier, extensively trained bodyguards, yet Collin dispatched

ease.

entirely unfazed by the fray,

who was

fear and hesitation began to permeate Gorman's men, signaling their growing

scowl, "What's this cowardice? Charge! Do you mean to tell

ridicule haunted him; the mere whisper of his incompetence would

his command, his men rallied and surged forward,

his face etched with