Chapter 1194:

Linsey recoiled from his touch, uncomfortable with any closeness. She pushed him away gently, searching for an excuse to escape. “Can I go upstairs to sort my things?”

“Of course,” Collin replied, his mood noticeably lighter. But he wasn’t done.

“On one condition—get rid of that stuff. We don’t need that kind of thing between us,” he added firmly, pointing at the self-defense items.

“But—” Holding onto those things was what Linsey wanted. Any protest died on her lips when Collin’s expression darkened, leaving her to swallow her disappointment. “Alright.”

Once she finished disposing of the items, a heavy mood followed her as she made her way upstairs, suitcase trailing behind.

Up on the second floor, the bedroom awaited. Linsey crossed the threshold, not sparing a glance for the elegant décor. Her suitcase thudded lightly as she dropped it, and she made a beeline for the bed, settling on its edge.

and the weight of her grievances pressed in all at once. Questions plagued her: what twist of fate had brought her into the

a bit longer, Felix would surely appear and free

open broke her concentration. Seeing Collin in the doorway made her tense up immediately, all

hesitation. “This is my room. Why

room? That

were everywhere: an ashtray sat on the nightstand, men’s clothing hung neatly in the wardrobe, and every corner spoke of his presence. Spinning around, Linsey stared at him in disbelief. “You mean

replied, his tone unflinching. “If we aren’t sharing a bed, what’s the point of calling it living


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left Linsey frozen for a moment, but she quickly retorted, “That’s not

cold edge crept into Collin’s

about someone else…” Her words faded when Collin’s intense

Collin pulled out his phone and acted as if he were

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