Marrying A Secret Zillionaire: Happy Ever After Novel

Chapter 391: With a sly grin, Fernanda responded, hinting at more than she said, "You're eager to see Linsey? Are you sure she's even available to meet with you?"

Linsey's bodyguard looked troubled and firmly warned, "Think twice before you set up Mrs. Riley. Mr. Riley won't take kindly to any mischief against her!"

Fernanda responded with a mocking smile, "Oh, you think Collin is someone powerful? A useless cripple, nothing more. That's what he is." She spoke each word slowly, adding, "Even if Collin appeared right this moment, it would make no difference to me."

Suddenly, a chilling voice cut through the air. "Really?" Fernanda was startled when she heard the voice. Collin! How did he get here so quickly?

Fernanda's gaze shot upwards, shock and disbelief widening her eyes, her pupils shrinking in an instant. "You!" She stared blankly in the direction of Collin's approach, momentarily questioning if it was a hallucination. Could it really be him?

There he was, walking toward her, flanked by towering bodyguards. He was not in his wheelchair. How was he able to walk?

Fernanda couldn't look away as he stopped right in front of her.

"How can this be? Your legs…" Fernanda gasped, staring at Collin standing tall. "This is impossible. Absolutely impossible. The accident left you broken, the doctors said you'd never walk again…"

In that moment, understanding dawned on Fernanda. A look of betrayal flashed across her face as she realized the deception, shouting with newfound clarity, "So this was your play! Pretending to be disabled all these years!"

Meanwhile, Collin remained unmoved by Fernanda's emotional accusations. To protect his grandmother and others, he had pretended to be disabled all these years.

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Collin had vowed repeatedly, driven by his love for Linsey, to protect her no matter the cost. Revealing his secret would make Linsey a target, as she was his most evident vulnerability.

Yet, he could no longer maintain the facade today. Linsey's safety was at stake.

Facing the upset Fernanda, Collin asked, his voice chilling, "Where's Linsey?"

He had returned to Vista Villa, expecting Linsey to join him for dinner as usual. He had waited for a long time, but there was no sign of Linsey, nor any calls or messages from her. A sense of unease grew when Collin found her phone switched off. His fears deepened about Linsey's safety, prompting him to hasten his search. Fernanda's actions only deepened his suspicions that Linsey was in trouble.

"You still haven't answered my question," Fernanda insisted, clearly dissatisfied. This wretched man had been pretending to be disabled all along. What was he truly after?

Collin had no patience for Fernanda's trivial banter. He coldly ordered, "Move aside!"

The defiance in Collin's eyes sparked a smug triumph in Fernanda as she taunted, "Collin, I see you've come for Linsey. Sadly, you're too late." Her voice dripping with mockery, Fernanda continued, "Just so you know, your beloved wife is currently in another man's embrace, and she…"

She couldn't finish her sentence, as Collin's hand swiftly reached out and clenched tightly around her throat!

Fernanda choked out a muffled groan, gasping for air.

"Ah! L-let me go," she wheezed, her face gradually turning red.

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