Marrying A Secret Zillionaire: Happy Ever After Novel

Chapter 991: Just as Linsey opened her mouth, Collin cut in with a smug grin. "You're kidding, right? Your face practically spelled it out. Even a kid could see you were embarrassed. That expression? It's a rare one for you. I take it hygiene's never really been your strong suit. But hey, the hospital's doing half the work for you now." Discomfort had already taken hold of Gorman's features before Collin even finished his jab. "Do everyone a favor and shut up, Collin," Gorman snapped. Collin shrugged, then retorted, "I've carried Linsey plenty of times, and she never felt heavy.

But holding your giant head? My wrist almost gave out. It's no wonder you sound like you're running low on brain cells. That thing's just too much weight to handle." "Collin, is it a fight you're after?" Gorman said as he lifted his fist and brought it down hard against the edge of the hospital bed. The sound echoed-a solid, jarring thud. Right after, he gasped, and his complexion drained of all color. The pain hit instantly. He had just aggravated the injury again. His stab wound had gone deep, and recovery had been frustratingly slow.

That was why he had been confined to the bed, quietly nursing it for days. But since Collin walked in, Gorman had already flared the injury twice. "Seriously, can either of you act like grown-ups for once?" Linsey snapped, folding her arms. "You're both pushing thirty and still arguing like schoolboys. Honestly, Zenia and Zander are easier to deal with than you two." With a sharp frown, Linsey turned her attention to Collin. "Seriously? All those hours at the gym and you can't even hold a head up without whining?

If that's the best you've got, maybe I should just ask a nurse instead." New chapters now on galnovels.cøm Caught off guard, Collin opened his mouth but stumbled. "I..." Holding Gorman's head hadn't actually been difficult. He just couldn't resist the chance to provoke Gorman and score a few points with Linsey. But she wasn't buying it. She didn't need to hear excuses to know he was doing it just to get under Gorman's skin. After a sigh, she swung her frustrated gaze toward Gorman. "And you? You're still recovering. Can't you manage that temper of yours for five minutes?

What happens if your wound starts bleeding again? You think you can just replace hospital beds like they're paper plates? Having money doesn't give you a pass to trash everything in reach." All the while, her hands kept working efficiently, rinsing the remaining shampoo from Gorman's hair like she was running on muscle memory. Once she finished, she reached for the basin with a stiff expression. "I'm going to change the water. You two need a moment to reflect on your behavior." Not waiting for a reply, she walked off toward the bathroom, the basin in hand and her jaw tight with annoyance.

Both men looked like scolded schoolchildren. For once, neither had anything clever to say. Inside the bathroom, Linsey finally let the mask slip. The corners of her mouth twitched upward, and a small laugh threatened to escape. Before it could, she slapped a hand over her mouth, stifling the sound completely. . . .