Marrying A Secret Zillionaire Happy Ever After (Linsey)

Chapter 934:

Collin’s response came wrapped in a serene smile, a deliberate contrast to Kase’s barely contained anger. “Have you forgotten, Mr. Walton? My grandmother and your wife shared a deep friendship. She envisioned a union between Haven and myself because of their bond. But Haven thought little of me—even fleeing our wedding ceremony. That event prevented our families from forging stronger ties.”

The reference to Haven’s wedding day escape from five years past painted Kase’s features with unmistakable discomfort.

He hesitated, then managed to say weakly, “Haven has come to regret that choice, but…”

“I harbor no resentment toward Haven for her decision,” Collin interjected smoothly. “I merely speak the truth. In fact, I owe Haven my gratitude. Had she not fled, I would never have met Linsey.”

As he spoke these words, his typically austere expression melted into something surprisingly tender.

“Perhaps fate was guiding us all along.” Collin turned once more toward Linsey, his gaze softening with an affection that transformed his entire countenance.

moment, Kase’s

family’s reputation and the demands of social grace, he might have risen and stormed out, unwilling to endure further subtle insults to his

disturbance near the staircase captured everyone’s attention. All eyes shifted to witness Haven and Joanne descending

still fresh, felt a surge of misdirected

a persistent thought burned: had Haven not abandoned her wedding to Collin, the resulting alliance would have elevated the

live now at

fury blazed. He lashed out, “Mr. Riley and Ms. Brooks have been sitting here awaiting your presence! Is this how

the reality of them seated together sent a crushing weight through

before her felt

frustration etching into her bitten lip, Haven could only advance obediently under the weight of Kase’s merciless

My preparations took longer than anticipated. I never intended to

always fallen heavily upon Haven’s shoulders, particularly since that fateful day five years ago when she fled her

family’s eldest son with his disability, perhaps forgiveness might have