Marrying A Secret Zillionaire: Happy Ever After Novel

Chapter 1334: Gorman barely concealed a self-satisfied smirk, keeping his voice low and filled with regret. "I share some of the blame. If I'd fought harder to protect her, maybe things would have ended differently..." Saying those words actually stirred up genuine regret in him, reminding him of how he and Linsey had drifted apart in another life. Linsey picked up on the change in his mood, something unsettled flickering inside her. Rather than dwell on it, she reached out with gentle reassurance. "Don't blame yourself. You did all you could.

Collin is the one at fault." Their conversation continued a bit longer, with Gorman ready to further ruin Collin's reputation. But sleepiness crept in. Linsey's voice softened. "You should get some rest. We'll talk more when you wake up." Gorman hesitated, then quietly asked, "Would you mind staying here for a while?" Linsey frowned in confusion. "Why do you need me here?" His real worry was that she might disappear again while he slept. But outwardly, he softly said, "My anxiety gets bad when I'm alone. When my fiancée was with me, it helped me sleep.

It's been ages since I felt that safe..." Even without a full explanation, Linsey seemed to understand exactly what he meant. Determined to see her kindness through to the end, she gave her consent. She took her seat beside the bed once more and spoke softly. "Get some rest. I'll stay right here." Only then did Gorman finally drift off into a peaceful sleep. When morning arrived, golden sunlight streamed through the window, pulling Gorman from his dreams. He blinked awake and automatically turned, expecting to find Linsey by his side.

Check updates now on gαℓησνℓs․com But the empty spot next to him made his gentle smile falter. "Linsey?" Forgetting his injuries, he tossed aside the blanket and hurriedly sat up, panic lacing his voice. "Linsey, where are you?" Finding the room empty, he rushed to head outside in search of her. Just as he reached the door, a middle-aged woman entered, a bowl of soup balanced in her hands. Gorman immediately recognized her as the innkeeper, the woman who ran the place where Linsey had been staying. Hurrying to the woman's side, Gorman anxiously asked about Linsey's whereabouts.

"Excuse me, do you know where the young lady from this room went?" She answered honestly, "Linsey noticed your wounds were getting worse and realized I didn't have the medicine she needed, so she set out early to find it." After explaining, she lifted the bowl. "She also asked me to make sure you drank this soup. Since you're awake, let me help you with it." But Gorman wasn't thinking about soup. He pushed the bowl aside with a gentle hand. "Could I borrow your phone for a moment? I need to make a call." An odd sense of anxiety gnawed at him. . . .