Never Blinded by Love

Chapter 8

At the apartment entrance, William frowned at the keypad lock.

"Let me handle it." Linda stepped up and quickly entered the code. Once inside, she handed him a clean towel from the bathroom. "It's new. I have someone come to clean weekly."

This time, though, she stood aside rather than helping William dry off as she used to. Her care was still evident, considering she fetched the towel despite being drenched herself. o take a shower. I'll change and get some groceries delivered so I can cook dinner," Linda said as she

headed into the walk-in closet.

As Linda turned, William caught her gaze again. Her clear eyes made his head throb as that familiar force surged, threatening to break free.

Without lingering on it, he stepped into the shower.

William had bought this apartment for convenience. Back then, Linda hadn't yet used the Felix family's influence to help him, and he had managed everything on his own.

The Wilson residence was far away, and company support was weak-any disruption could lead to big problems, William often stayed at the office and only came here when he absolutely needed to rest. After marrying Linda, they lived here together for a few months.

Linda ordered groceries while leaning against the dining table after changing her clothes.

She felt a pang of reluctance as she looked around. She had decorated every single corner of this apartment and was reluctant to let go, but she had to.

When William came out of the shower, Linda was in the kitchen, preparing food. The warm light cast a gentle glow on her as she worked,

As William watched her from the doorway, his head started throbbing again.

She was a good wife, but he just wasn't a good match for her.

the dining table to

she turned to call him

the table..

to the table.

"Let's eat, then."

kitchen to

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sure

hope it's okay."

almost laughable. They had been married for four years, yet she

were given to the security guards. He never ate her food. William's

said after taking a

smiled and looked down at

sharing a peaceful dinner with you one day. Thank you for

ears. Her self-mocking tone made him feel

on his heart.

meal, but it tasted bland. William felt

knew this was the

she returned, William was still in the living room, with the only light coming from a small lamp by the entrance. "Aren't you going back?" Linda realized her mistake as she spoke. This was his place, and she was the one who should leave. "Sorry, I'll

gone, feel free to get rid of any

into the closet to pack her clothes. Seeing the untouched suits and shirts in the other half of the wardrobe made

for him. She had

him to despise her so much that he wouldn't even touch the clothes she bought. In this marriage, she felt

she realized one suitcase was just enough for all