Marrying A Secret Zillionaire Happy Ever After (Linsey)

Chapter 1211:

“Could you please stop making wild assumptions?” Linsey forced herself to meet his cold stare, determined to defend her actions. “I wasn’t trying to provoke you. Why would I go out of my way to make you angry?”

Collin offered no answer. His eyes, impossible to read, remained locked on her face, making it impossible to guess his thoughts.

The longer his silence dragged on, the more uneasy she became. Fingers knotted into the fabric of her shirt, betraying her nerves.

The room grew heavier with every second, the quiet almost suffocating, until Collin finally moved.

Not bothering with a word, he spun his wheelchair and rolled toward the door. Watching him go, Linsey called out on instinct, “Hey! Where are you off to?”

He shot a glance back, his voice flat as stone. “I’m going to change my pants.”

Bitterness lingered in his tone, as if the day had dealt him a losing hand. When it hit her that he wasn’t going to lash out, Linsey couldn’t help but knit her brows.

wasn’t what she had been aiming

wanted any hope of success, she would have

words slipped from her lips as she scanned the room,

opening the door to see Linsey bent

flashed as she glanced up. “You’re back,” she greeted, making as if

foot found a wet patch, and in a split second, she pitched forward, falling hard before she could

sudden crash rang

the laptop and

nothing moved. The clatter faded, replaced

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sorry. I noticed coffee stains everywhere and wanted to clean up, but I made

stared at her. Whether he bought

of meeting his gaze, Linsey ducked to the floor, fussing with the mess as if she were too overwhelmed to look up. Secretly, her

chaos, the device wasn’t completely wrecked—just a couple of cracks spread across the