Marrying A Secret Zillionaire: Happy Ever After Novel

Chapter 788: Linsey looked up at Zander.

His striking resemblance to Collin brought a flood of memories rushing back to her.

Collin had once prepared meals for Linsey with similar care, looking at her with anticipation.

Tears welled up in Linsey's eyes, heating up until they blurred her vision. As she bowed her head, a lone tear dropped onto her dinner plate.

Linsey quickly composed herself, attempting to brush the tears aside.

Yet, her children's keen observation had not missed her distress.

"Mommy, are you okay?" Zenia asked, her voice laced with concern, her bright eyes clouding with worry.

Zenia climbed onto her chair, stretching her small hand to touch Linsey's cheek.

Meanwhile, Zander didn't waste a moment; he scurried to get some tissues and came rushing back. "Let me help, Mommy."

Linsey had been keeping herself composed, but watching the two children care for her so gently made her emotions swell even more.

The next second, a quiet, strangled sob slipped from her lips before she could stop it.

It was quick and tightly held back.

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Linsey drew in a trembling breath, forcing herself to speak past the weight pressing against her chest.

In a voice tinged with rasp, she said, "I'm alright, sweethearts. I just swallowed wrong. I'm not crying."

With a faint sigh, she forced a smile and reached for a cookie, taking a slow bite.

"Delicious! You've both done such a wonderful job. These cookies are perfect!"

Zenia's face lit up with a joyful grin. "I'm glad you like them, Mommy! Have some more, please!"

Together with the children, Linsey continued her meal, their presence comforting her.

"Caylee, could you please take Zenia and Zander to bed? I'll handle the cleanup," Linsey murmured gently.

Caylee, mindful of a request Gorman had earlier made, complied without objection and guided the children to their bedrooms.

Once the bedroom door clicked shut, Zenia's small voice was barely audible as she looked up at Caylee. "Caylee, was Mommy crying earlier?"

Zander was more assertive. "I'm sure of it. Mommy was crying."

Caylee was taken aback by their acute observations.

She knew Linsey had struggled to suppress her emotions, hoping to shield the children from her sorrow.

If this had happened in the past, Caylee would have respected Linsey's wishes and skillfully sidestepped the children's curious questions. Considering Zenia and Zander's young age, barely four, redirecting their focus would normally be straightforward.

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