Marrying A Secret Zillionaire: Happy Ever After Novel

Chapter 673: Collin didn't speak. Linsey stood quietly, her expression calm, but her eyes steady and sure.

"Okay."

The sudden sound of his voice made Linsey's heart jump.

She looked up sharply and met his gaze. His eyes were deep, unreadable. "You don't have to worry. I won't chase after you. I'll be at the courthouse in four days to finalize the divorce."

Linsey nodded slowly, hiding the pain behind her calm. "Alright."

Collin's eyes, once always full of warmth when looking at Linsey, now shimmered with a quiet red hue. He stared at her like he was memorizing every detail of her face, trying to hold onto her in his heart.

"Are you okay?" he asked softly, voice laced with concern.

Linsey curled her fingertips into her palm, digging in just enough to keep herself grounded. Her emotions were too close to the surface.

"I'm fine," she replied in a calm tone. She glanced at her hand, still wrapped in layers of white bandages. "My hand should heal in a few days."

She couldn't let him know about her pregnancy, not when he had just agreed to let go. If Collin found out, he would never walk away.

Collin's eyes stayed locked on her, as if he were trying to take in enough of her in this single moment to last a lifetime.

Linsey felt a sting in her chest. She parted her lips to tell him it was time to leave. But before she could speak, Collin broke the silence.

"Was the surprise you had planned for me yesterday?" he asked, his voice low and a little rough.

Linsey stiffened. Her heart jumped. She quickly turned away, raising her hand to her face to cover the tears already gathering.

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She shook her head, unable to speak. The words were caught somewhere between her throat and her heart.

Seeing her reaction, Collin gave a faint, heartbroken smile. "Right… We're getting divorced. I guess I don't get to receive surprises from you anymore."

Linsey bit down hard on her lip. A warm tear slipped down her cheek, then another followed.

Collin turned slowly and placed his hand on the door.

He hesitated, then glanced back one last time, his voice soft and filled with sorrow. "I'm sorry, Linsey. Take care of yourself. I'll be going now."

He opened the door. Just before stepping out, he whispered under his breath, "Baby, don't cry."

The door clicked shut gently behind him, but the sound echoed like thunder in Linsey's heart.

The quiet after he left was too much to bear. Her knees buckled, and she crouched on the floor, arms wrapped tightly around her legs. She buried her face and let the pain pour out in choked, helpless sobs. She didn't know how long she cried. The minutes blurred.

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