Marrying A Secret Zillionaire Happy Ever After (Linsey)

Chapter 961:

Dolores eased herself upright slowly, then sank back against the headboard. She let her head drift close to Linsey’s, their bodies naturally finding an intimate rhythm.

“Linsey, do you remember our days at the orphanage? You were such a tiny, delicate thing back then, always catching something. Whenever fever took hold of you, Ella and I would keep vigil by your bedside.” Dolores’ voice carried the weight of tenderness, her eyes soft as they traced the outline of Linsey’s hand nestled within her own.

The words stirred something deep within Linsey, distant memories surfacing like photographs developing in gentle light.

“Of course I do,” she responded with a smile. “Every time illness claimed me, you looked after me and were always so kind to me.”

Dolores arched an eyebrow, mischief flickering in her expression. “So, I wasn’t good to you when you were perfectly healthy?”

spoke teasingly, Linsey’s response was swift and unwavering. “You’re always

something more intimate as she spoke, fingers tightening around Dolores’ hand. “Even though you’ve always sheltered me like your little sister, always standing as my shield, I hope you’ll let me be your refuge

other more than anyone else in this world. No matter how crushing life becomes, letting me share

crystallized perfectly in Dolores’ mind. Joy bloomed across

sternness. “It’s perfectly acceptable to shed tears over some man, but never because of words I speak. We’re sisters in every way that matters. Save those precious tears for something truly deserving. Besides, you should catch a glimpse of yourself in the

startled realization, her fingertips flying to her swollen eyelids. “Are they really that

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gentle honesty. “They’re crimson

acknowledgment. Self-mockery crept into her tone as she spoke. “How pathetic I must look. What’s there to mourn over, really?

came as no surprise to Linsey. She studied Dolores with unwavering intensity before asking, “Have you truly decided

don’t know how to navigate his mother’s hostility. She’s made her position crystal clear, and I refuse to linger