Marrying A Secret Zillionaire: Happy Ever After Novel

Chapter 1175: "I'm so sorry, Collin," Linsey said, her voice breaking as she clasped his hand, pressing it tenderly against her cheek. "I got it all wrong. I let my temper get the better of me, accusing you without knowing the truth and ruining the moment you planned." Collin shook his head gently. "You didn't ruin anything. These gestures mean nothing compared to how you feel. How could I stand by and let you cry, knowing I would hurt you?" He brushed away her tears with a tender touch, then chuckled softly.

"I'd much rather see you cry from joy than pain." Pausing, he added with conviction, "But honestly, I'd rather you never cry at all. Your happiness every single day is all I want." Linsey's laughter mingled with her tears as she leaned in, kissing him fiercely. "Collin, I love you." Collin's hand slid to the back of her head, returning her kiss with intensity, tasting the salt of her joyful tears. Two months later, Linsey arrived at CR Corporation early in the morning. "Good morning, Mrs. Riley." "Mrs. Riley, long time no see!" "Here to meet Mr. Riley, Mrs.

Riley?" Linsey met the warm greetings from the top-floor staff with a bright smile. "Yes, I've got some business to discuss with him," she replied smoothly. As she neared Collin's office door, she raised her hand to knock but paused when she saw his secretary approaching with a steaming cup of coffee. Noticing the secretary about to speak, Linsey quickly pressed a finger to her lips, signaling for quiet. The secretary nodded, stepping closer and whispering, "Mrs. Riley, can I get you anything to drink?" Linsey smiled. "No, thank you.

I'll take that coffee in for him." Unforgettable stories on gⱯlnσνs․ço Her eyes flicked to the cup, and she instantly recognized it as Collin's usual order. "Alright," the secretary said with a nod. With the coffee now in her hands, Linsey felt a flutter of nerves as the secretary walked away. She steadied herself with a deep breath and lightly rapped on the office door. "Come in," came Collin's cool, detached voice from within. Linsey blinked, caught off guard. Despite their years together, she rarely heard him use such an indifferent tone with her.

It struck her how distant and professional he sounded in his work environment. Carefully, she pushed the door open. As expected, Collin was buried in paperwork at his desk, not even glancing her way. She stayed silent, shutting the door quietly and setting the coffee gently on his desk. Linsey lingered nearby, watching him remain engrossed, completely unaware of her presence. He looked so perfect. How had their paths crossed? How had they come this far together? The thoughts sent her into a brief reverie. . . .