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

to call him but was surprised

the table..

did you come out?" Linda asked while bringing the dish to the table. "I was just about to call you." "About ten minutes ago," William

"Let's eat, then."

to serve dinner, ending with

Chapter

and said hesitantly, "I wasn't sure of

hope it's okay."

been married for four years, yet

knew that the lunches she painstakingly prepared for him never ended up on his desk. They either found their way to the trash or were given to the security guards. He never ate her food. William's hand paused as he looked at the dishes. She

he said after taking a bite

hear." Linda smiled and looked down at her meal. She felt a sting in

peaceful dinner with you one day. Thank you for enduring your discomfort

self-mocking tone made him

on his heart.

it tasted bland. William

was far from ideal for dining, but Linda knew this was the closest they'd ever get to harmonious companionship in their

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

feel free to get rid of any decorations you don't like or

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

him. She had even made some of those shirts herself. Fearing his

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

the closet, she realized one suitcase