Marrying A Secret Zillionaire: Happy Ever After Novel

Chapter 1202: Her voice cracked as she nodded, warm tears falling freely now. A tangle of emotions twisted inside her-hurt, rage, helplessness. One tear slipped down and landed softly on the back of his hand. Collin glanced at it, then at her bleeding lips-swollen, trembling. Did he hurt her that much? For her to break down like this? Without thinking, he reached up, intending to wipe her tears away. But Linsey caught the movement from the corner of her eye-and instinctively turned her face aside, flinching from his touch. His hand froze mid-air.

A flash of annoyance flickered across his face. His gaze cooled once more, simmering with restrained frustration. Then he let go of her. "Get out," he said coldly. Linsey was caught off guard by his words. Then, as if burned, she scrambled off his lap, her limbs shaky as she stumbled backward. Without another word, she turned, opened the door, and disappeared through it-closing it behind her with trembling fingers. Collin sank deeper into the bathtub, water sloshing softly around him, steam rising into the air. Linsey stood at the edge of the bed, shoulders tight with unease.

She was meant to sleep here tonight with him. But Collin was too volatile, too unpredictable. Sharing a bed with him was like lying next to a storm. He had already stolen her first kiss. If she lost her virginity to him too... she wouldn't know how to face Felix. And yet, she knew-Collin wouldn't care. He wouldn't let her refuse. She wrapped her arms around herself, heart pounding. What now? What could she possibly do? Worry creased Linsey's forehead, a wave of panic closing in around her, making every breath feel tight.

Ⓜⓞⓡⓔ ⓤⓟⓓⓐⓣⓔⓢ ⓘⓝ ⓖⓐⓛⓝⓞⓥⓔⓛⓢ.ⓒⓞⓜ A sudden spark of inspiration flickered in her mind. Relief replaced the panic in her eyes, and the faintest smile tugged at her lips. Without another moment's hesitation, she spun on her heel, flung open the bedroom door, and slipped outside. Before long, Collin finished his shower and emerged from the bathroom, wrapped in a deep blue bathrobe. He scanned the room the moment he entered, only to find that Linsey was nowhere to be found. "Linsey?" he called out, his gaze sweeping across the wide expanse of the bedroom.

Crossing quickly, he pulled open the balcony door, half expecting to find her outside. "Linsey," Collin called again, but there was no sign of her there either. Something wasn't right. Had he upset her so badly she had run off in tears? The thought brought a deep frown to Collin's face. He didn't hesitate to pull out his phone, fingers moving quickly as he intended to order his staff to start searching for her. . . .