Marrying A Secret Zillionaire: Happy Ever After Novel

Chapter 1183: Linsey spun around, fury blazing in her eyes as she glared at him. "If it weren't for you, I would have married Felix by now! A monster like you deserves to be crippled, and it's no wonder your bride chose to abandon you!" Linsey's words struck the bodyguards like lightning, their eyes widening in stunned disbelief. Not one of them could fathom that she had actually dared to strike Collin's deepest wound, seemingly courting death itself. Darkness consumed Collin's expression completely, his piercing gaze locking onto her with an aura that could freeze blood in veins.

"Say that again if you dare." Ice flooded Linsey's veins at his glacial tone, tremors cascading through her entire frame. Every fiber of her being screamed that her words had ignited Collin's fury. This madman would show no mercy, and survival meant groveling for forgiveness. Yet, even though she knew this truth, pride refused to let her surrender, a cold sneer twisting her lips. "Did I say anything wrong?" Predictably, Collin's gun materialized in his hand, the barrel trained directly on her heart. Dangerous fire flickered in his narrowed eyes as cruel laughter escaped his throat.

"Do you really think I won't dare to kill you? Women line up begging to marry me." "Then go ahead and kill me." Defiance blazed in Linsey's raised chin as scornful laughter bubbled from her lips. "Anyway, it's better than marrying a monster like you." Collin found himself genuinely surprised by Linsey's fearless display. Felix had abandoned her without a second thought, yet here she stood, willing to sacrifice her life defending such a worthless man. Bewilderment washed over Collin as he struggled to decide whether her courage deserved admiration or her foolishness warranted mockery.

Frost practically radiated from Collin's very presence. Every witness held their breath, certain they were about to see blood spilled-even Linsey herself accepted her fate. White knuckles gripped the delicate fabric of her wedding gown as cold sweat pooled in her trembling palms. Despair settled like lead in her chest as she steeled herself for the inevitable. Against all expectations, Collin's finger never found the trigger. Instead, his hand lifted slowly, tucking the weapon away with deliberate calm. Shock rippled through Linsey at this unexpected mercy.

"You're not going to kill me?" Don't miss fresh updates on gαℓησνℓs․cøm Disbelief clouded her thoughts-surely a devil like him wouldn't spare her without reason. Cruel laughter shattered her brief hope as Collin's lips curved into a chilling sneer. "Letting you off the hook so easily would be too kind. Making your life a living hell sounds far more entertaining." "You-" Fury ignited in Linsey's trembling frame, her mind reeling as he still refused to release her from this nightmare. Collin dismissed her outrage entirely, his attention shifting to his waiting men.

"Go fetch the priest to officiate the wedding." "Yes, sir." Swift as shadows, the bodyguards dragged the cowering priest from his corner hiding spot, their silent threats more persuasive than any words. Terror paralyzed the holy man, leaving him no choice but compliance as he resumed the ceremony with shaking hands. . . .