Marrying A Secret Zillionaire: Happy Ever After Novel

Chapter 1203: A sound broke his focus-the soft click of a doorknob twisting. "Who's there?" Collin called out, his voice sharp with suspicion as he turned toward the noise. The door opened slowly, and a weary voice drifted in. "It's me." Seeing Linsey reappear, Collin let out a breath he didn't know he had been holding. He quickly masked his relief behind a stern expression. "Where have you been?" Instead of answering, Linsey just stood in the doorway, quietly rubbing her arm through her sleeve, a shadow of pain on her face.

Noticing something was off, Collin rolled his wheelchair closer, concern sharpening his features. As he drew near, Linsey instinctively stepped back, fear flickering in her eyes. "Why are you backing away from me?" Collin's tone dropped to an icy chill as he caught her wrist. She barely had a chance to protest before he tugged up her sleeve, exposing an angry rash on her arm. "No..." Panic flashed across Linsey's face. She yanked her arm free, hurriedly pulling her sleeve down to hide the irritation. His eyes narrowed.

"Tell me what happened." He clearly remembered her skin had been clear before his shower. How could something like this appear in just a short time? Linsey's lips trembled, uncertainty flickering in her eyes as she fumbled for words. Impatience building, Collin reached for his phone. "I'm calling a doctor." "Don't!" Linsey shot out a hand to stop him, snatching the phone away, sweat breaking out across her brow. Expecting anger for her bold move, she braced for his reaction. Instead, Collin simply stared, pressing her for an explanation. A shaky breath escaped as Linsey bit her lip. "It's...

The ghost of a cold smile played on his mouth. A wave of panic swept through Linsey. She wondered if he saw right through her act. The silence between them stretched, growing heavier by the second-until Collin broke it at last. "Alright." Shock rippled through Linsey as she stared at him, barely believing he had accepted her story so easily. "I like to go to bed early," Collin said flatly. "Go shower, turn off the lights, and get some sleep." "Alright," Linsey replied obediently, grateful for the reprieve. The thought of sleeping apart from him was a comfort.

After showering, she stepped out in her pajamas to find him on the sofa, his head bowed over his phone, fingers scrolling without pause. Approaching with quiet caution, she offered softly, "You can take the bed tonight. I'll sleep on the couch." . . .