Marrying A Secret Zillionaire: Happy Ever After Novel

Chapter 84: Linsey smiled and gestured for her to sit. "Dolores, come on! I already got your usual-black, no milk, right?"

Dolores chuckled, her lips curving into a knowing smile. "I knew you'd still be as thoughtful as ever."

She took a slow sip of her coffee, but her expression shifted almost instantly. Her eyes locked onto Linsey with a piercing intensity. "I heard you got married. What's going on?"

Linsey froze, completely caught off guard. "How did you find out?" So much had happened recently, and with Dolores always busy, Linsey hadn't wanted to disturb her. She hadn't even found the time to tell her yet. The moment Dolores heard Linsey's words, she erupted.

"Linsey! What the hell is going on with you? I thought those rumors were total bullshit. You really got married and didn't even bother to tell me? What kind of friend does that? How could I be the last one to find out you're married!" Her voice cracked with a mix of anger and betrayal.

As she glared, her eyes blazing, Linsey rushed to explain, her voice tinged with panic. "The wedding… it was all so rushed. I stupidly took Felix's advice to keep it low-key. His parents were adamant about not having friends or family there, promising we'd have a real celebration later, once Felix's career was more stable…"

Dolores' anger deepened, her face contorted with frustration, yet her eyes betrayed a flicker of sympathy for Linsey.

"You naive girl! It's your wedding we're talking about here-how could you not include your friends and family? What absurdity is this? To let your special day be nothing more than a formality?"

Sighing, Dolores continued, "I can't wrap my head around why you wasted your time on that useless scumbag, Felix. You let your emotions cloud your judgment. And honestly, Linsey, there were times I was really fed up with you. Between the stress at work and then this…"

Linsey offered a sheepish grin, reaching out tentatively. "Dolores, I messed up. Please, can you forgive me?" Her voice was soft, filled with regret and a plea for understanding.

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As expected, Dolores's anger toward Linsey didn't last. After all, Linsey was ensnared in this mess more than anyone.

With a weary sigh, Dolores's tone softened, though her words retained a sharp edge. "That insufferable Felix and his despicable family-they've shown you nothing but contempt. He only dares to behave so recklessly because he's aware of your affection for him."

She paused, her features knitting together in concern as she regarded Linsey. "What can I even say? Marrying a man like that-how could you dream of happiness? And to think, you didn't even confide in me before the wedding."

Linsey's lips quivered slightly as she hesitated. It dawned on her that Dolores was still in the dark about her secret union with Collin. In a gentle murmur, she said, "Felix didn't get the chance to make me feel sad."

Dolores's gaze hardened, a mix of anger and disappointment shadowing her expression. "Fine, let's assume Felix didn't get the chance to make you sad. But Joanna has always been a thorn in your side. You'd be wise to keep an eye on her."

Despite her frustration, Dolores's concern for Linsey was palpable. Witnessing this, Linsey couldn't suppress a soft chuckle, a surge of warmth flooding her.

Indeed, she had been a complete idiot-falling for a worthless piece of shit like Felix. Had it been anyone else, they might have abandoned her by now. But not Dolores. Despite her claims of annoyance, her deep-seated care for Linsey shone through unmistakably.

Linsey clenched her jaw, more resolute than ever-she wasn't about to let love turn her into an idiot again. Men could spice up life, but she would never let one consume her world again.

"Linsey, you need to stop giggling," Dolores admonished her, eyeing Linsey's lighthearted demeanor with disapproval. With a quick flick of her wrist, she tapped Linsey's forehead, a gentle reprimand meant to instill some seriousness. "Here you are, laughing away without a care in the world at such a critical time. Honestly, you're beyond help-completely oblivious to any peril."

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