Marrying A Secret Zillionaire: Happy Ever After Novel

Chapter 1347: In the end, all she could manage was a soft, "Thank you... for the jacket. I'll wash it and return it." "No need," Collin said flatly, shaking his head. "I don't wear anything someone else has touched." Her brows lifted in surprise. "Then... this jacket?" "Do whatever you want with it," he said with a shrug, as if it were an afterthought. Linsey stared at him, momentarily speechless. Then she gave a faint nod. "Thank you..." Collin, clearly uncomfortable with any notion of sentiment, shifted his stance. "Don't overthink it.

I did it merely out of courtesy." He turned to the bodyguard. "Get her an umbrella." "Yes, sir," the man replied instantly. After everything-after the tension, the confusion, the storm of emotions-Linsey was finally handed an umbrella. She let out a quiet breath of relief. "Sir, thank-" But Collin was already wheeling himself away, his back turned. Left standing there, she turned to the bodyguard instead, giving him a soft word of thanks before stepping back out into the downpour. Gorman, who had been waiting in the distance, brightened the moment he saw her.

"Linsey, you-" he began, but the words trailed off. His eyes landed on the men's jacket resting on her shoulders before he frowned slightly, puzzled. "Where did you get the jacket?" Linsey struggled to find the right words to explain what had just transpired. After several moments of thoughtful silence, she offered a brief account. "I bumped into this kind stranger while looking for an umbrella to borrow.

He was incredibly generous, and when he saw how soaked I was, he graciously offered me his suit jacket." Gorman listened in complete silence, his brows knitting together as his lips pressed into a tight line, making his thoughts impossible to read. "What's wrong?" Linsey asked gently, sensing the shift in his mood and unable to hide her growing concern. Lᴀtｅst chᴀptєrs in glnovels.ο Gorman reached out to touch the wide lapels of the suit jacket, murmuring under his breath, "It's nothing.

Just that this jacket looks strangely familiar." This particular brand wasn't something just anyone could purchase. The company maintained extremely strict requirements for its clientele. Typically, only wealthy tycoons, worth over ten million dollars, could even qualify to buy from them. Gorman distinctly remembered that his arch-rival, Collin, had always been particularly fond of this exact brand. Could it possibly be that this kind stranger was actually him? The moment this thought crossed his mind, Gorman immediately pushed it aside.

He felt absolutely certain that Collin and Linsey had never met, making such a coincidental encounter virtually impossible. Beyond that, based on everything he knew about Collin's character, there was simply no way the man could be so gentlemanly and genuinely kind-hearted. After reassuring himself with this logic, Gorman maintained his composed, gentlemanly facade without missing a beat. "Linsey, there are plenty of bad people in this world, so it's better not to trust strangers too easily," he advised carefully. . . .