Marrying A Secret Zillionaire: Happy Ever After Novel

Chapter 327: Linsey stiffened for a moment before heat rushed to her cheeks again. She quickly looked away, mumbling, "You're getting way too good at sweet-talking. Who've you been practicing on?"

Collin chuckled, his eyes shining with amusement. "I'm telling the truth. Why do I sound like I'm just playing around to you?"

Linsey tilted her chin, pretending to be unimpressed. "Well, I'm not the type to fall for sweet talk alone. If you really mean it, then prove it-design something new for me every single day. No repeats. That's the only way you can call yourself my personal designer."

"Alright," Collin agreed without a second thought. Linsey had only been teasing. She hadn't expected him to take it literally. Designing something new every day was not only exhausting but also financially ridiculous-it was completely unrealistic.

Without a second thought, Linsey headed into the bathroom to change out of the dress.

She had no idea that the moment Collin wheeled himself out of the room, he was already giving orders. "Set everything up," he instructed, his voice firm. "I want a dedicated design channel for Linsey. From now on, she gets exclusive, custom-made pieces-top priority."

His assistant froze. For a second, he wondered if he had misheard.

To his assistant, Collin had always been a strictly professional, no-nonsense leader.

Yet, lately, he seemed to be making an awful lot of exceptions-for his wife. And now, he was launching an entire exclusive design line just for Linsey.

A grand gesture, to say the least.

Still, no matter how shocked the assistant was, he didn't dare to question him. "Yes, Mr. Riley," the assistant replied.

It was obvious-Collin wasn't just willing to go the extra mile for his wife. He was willing to go as far as it took. As his assistant, all he could do was silently wish them well.

After she tried on the dress, Linsey's stomach started to growl.

Collin and Linsey made their way to the dining room for dinner.

"I know you've had a long day, so I had the kitchen prepare some of your favorite dishes. Eat up," Collin said softly.

Linsey smiled. "It's only the first day of the workweek."

Collin returned the smile. "I don't know why, but it feels like you've lost a little weight since you came back."

As he spoke, he scooped some food onto Linsey's plate.

Without hesitation, she took a bite.

A sudden wave of nausea hit Linsey, rising sharply from her stomach.

She frowned, trying to push it down, but the discomfort only intensified.

"Linsey, what's wrong?" Collin immediately noticed the change. He set his utensils down, his gaze full of concern.

Josh also looked worried. "Is something wrong with the food? Should we have it remade?"

Linsey opened her mouth to respond, but the nausea swelled up again. She couldn't hold it back. She jumped to her feet and rushed to the bathroom, barely making it to the sink before she began gagging.

Collin's face tightened with alarm. He quickly wheeled over and gently patted her back, trying to soothe her.

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