Chapter 1239:

Linsey shook her head, a small, honest gesture. “No.”

“Would you like to hear it?” Ivy’s tone was warm, almost conspiratorial, as she leaned closer. A spark of curiosity flared in Linsey’s chest. She nodded, her lips parting slightly. “Yes.”

Ivy’s smile returned, soft and knowing.

She settled back, her hands clasped, and began to unravel the story of Collin—a tale Roland had always meant to share but never dared.

As Ivy recounted the story, her voice remained soft and measured, though it carried the weight of deep sorrow.

Only then did Linsey come to understand the full truth—on the very day Collin was born, his mother, Margaret Riley, tragically lost her life during childbirth.

Not long after, his father, Alfredo, remarried and had another son, Huntley.

less than that of a servant. Alfredo had never cared for him, and with Huntley’s arrival, Collin was treated like a shadow

that wasn’t the

car accident left him permanently injured, stripping him

“Aside from me, no one in this family ever truly cared for Collin. His father and that wicked stepmother treated him with nothing

in her chest, a sting behind her eyes as emotion threatened

then, Ivy’s tone shifted. “Linsey,” she said gently, “if you’re not here by choice, I


didn’t respond right away. Her expression flickered. She

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no rush. Take your time to think it

Linsey’s thoughts were anything but

him, she had been overwhelmed, constantly seeking a way out. But things had changed. And now, hearing all that Ivy had

maybe Collin wasn’t cruel by

possessiveness stemmed from a desperate longing not to be left behind again. The idea of leaving him now felt

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