Marrying A Secret Zillionaire: Happy Ever After Novel

Chapter 1394: But after only a few steps, his voice came from behind her. "You already have a boyfriend. So why tell Grandma you want to marry me?" His tone was calm, yet carried undeniable authority. Linsey froze. She could hardly believe what she had heard. Annoyance flared in her. "When did I ever say that?" "You didn't?" Collin's gaze locked on her, his voice cool and distant. "Then why would Grandma insist you're the right fit for me?" "How would I know? That was Mrs. Riley's idea, not mine. I never said a word." No matter how firmly she denied it, disbelief lingered in Collin's eyes.

Linsey's irritation boiled over. "Then answer me this-why did you tell Mrs. Riley you had a crush on me?" His expression faltered. His brows drew tight. "How did you even find that out?" The moment the words left his mouth, he realized the answer. His eyes shifted to his unconscious grandmother. It was her again. A trace of helplessness flickered across his face. Before Linsey could speak, Collin quickly explained, "Don't misunderstand. Grandma got it wrong before. With her health so fragile, I couldn't upset her.

I only went along with it." But Linsey snapped back at once, "Then what right do you have to interrogate me like a criminal?" After all, it was his careless words that had deepened Ivy's misunderstanding. Linsey suddenly thought of something, her expression tightening as she said firmly, "You'd better clear things up when she gets better." To Collin, it sounded like she wanted nothing to do with him. Though she wasn't wrong, her words still stung, leaving a strange irritation in his chest. Lɑτєѕτ cнαρτєrs n glovєl.o He replied coldly, "Don't worry.

Even if every other woman on earth vanished, I still wouldn't be interested in you." "You-" Linsey bristled, ready to snap back, but when her gaze fell on Ivy, she bit her tongue. "For Mrs. Riley's sake, I'll let it go," she muttered, then turned and walked out. As Linsey shut the door behind her, anger still burning in her chest, she noticed a figure nearby. Kylee rose slowly from a bench. Ivy's earlier words flashed through Linsey's mind. But before Linsey could think further, Kylee spoke first. "Ms. Brooks," she greeted smoothly, her smile warm, almost grateful.

"I've been so busy, I never got the chance to thank you for taking care of Ivy." Linsey frowned. Why would she thank her for taking care of Ivy? She and Ivy didn't even get along. Still, Linsey forced a polite smile. "It was nothing, really." Kylee tilted her head, her eyes sharp despite the smile. "I'm curious-how do you know Ivy?" "We just happened to meet," Linsey replied lightly. . . .