Marrying A Secret Zillionaire Happy Ever After (Linsey)

Chapter 1197:

In the intimacy of the master bedroom once shared by Linsey and Felix, a troubling scene unfolded.

Joanna, draped in a silk nightgown taken from Linsey’s wardrobe, had deliberately left the top buttons undone, revealing the enticing curve of her chest. The fabric clung to her skin like a second layer, sensual and provocative. She knelt between Felix’s legs, her manicured fingers toying with his zipper, her demeanor betraying no hint of illness or restraint—only a calculated, sultry hunger.

“So, are you really planning to bring Linsey back?” she asked, her voice honeyed with mock concern.

Felix gave a low chuckle, stroking her cheek with deliberate ease. “Of course not. I was only playing her. Do you really think I’d let her return? She’s living with another man now. If that gets out, what will happen to my reputation?” He scoffed. “Collin clearly has a thing for her, so let him take her. Frankly, she was always too stiff. All those years together, and she never let me lay a finger on her.”

His tone darkened with bitterness. After all, hadn’t she been the reason Collin had targeted his company in the first place? The memory stung. And the resentment festered.

Joanna, hearing his resentment, let a sly smile curve her lips.

zipper with practiced ease. Her breath was warm

the dining table,

dishes, beautifully plated, now tasted of ash. Her thoughts

shattered the stillness. The sound cut through the silence like a knife. Linsey jolted in her seat, the fork and knife clattering onto the floor as her breath caught in her

through her.

to do. But after a few deep

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stillness and making her wince. She hesitated—should she go see what had happened? Her feet itched to move,

elevator door slid open. Collin emerged, seated in his wheelchair. He looked lethal, stone-faced, and unreadable.

began, taking

him finish. He raised a gun and pointed it directly at the man’s forehead.