Chapter 761 You've Gone Completely Off The Deep...

Linsey shook her head, her disbelief as thick as fog, eyes locking onto Gorman. "Gorman, you've gone completely off the deep end! You're driving me up the wall!”

Her voice was steel, unyielding. "I'd rather eat dirt than agree to such a ridiculous demand. You could twist my arm with every dirty trick in the book, but I'll never, ever love you."

"That's just peachy with me!" Gorman shot back, his laugh bursting out like a rogue firecracker-bold, wild, reckless. "Love me, hate me, it's all the same to me. As long as you're mine, that's my version of hitting the

jackpot."

Linsey felt her sanity teetering on a knife's edge, her eyes burning, rimmed red with the effort to hold back tears, as Gorman's warped logic pushed her to the breaking point.

"Linsey, no need to jump the gun," Gorman said, his voice smooth as silk, almost too relaxed. His eyes, slightly tilted upward, sparkled with a calculated curiosity. "I'm in no rush for your answer. I've got all the time in the world to wait-patiently, of course. I'm dying to see how this plays out. Who knows? Maybe you'll have a change of heart."

Linsey moved like lightning, lunging forward to grab Gorman's collar in a white- knuckled grip. Her voice cut through the air, low and fierce. "Gorman, what's your next move?"

She took a deep breath, her stance unyielding, every inch of her radiating a mama bear's resolve. "Hear me loud and clear: if you dare lay a finger on my children, I'll fight you tooth and nail to the bitter end!"

didn't get mad. Instead, a soft smile curved his lips, unruffled. He lifted a hand-not to shove her off, but to gently wrap around her clenched fist. "Easy, Linsey. I'm not an idiot. I know those kids are your whole world right now. Why would I do something

appreciate it if you'd play along. But if Zenia and Zander suddenly turn

loose strand of hair from Linsey's face with a tenderness that felt like a trap. His voice dropped to a murmur. "Take care of yourself, Linsey. Get some rest. I'll swing by

face was a mask of stone as she slapped his hand away, the motion dripping with

hollow and mirthless, before turning on his heel with the grace of a cat The second the door creaked open, Zander's bright voice floated

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