Chapter 1250:
Still, Huntley leaned in, pushing for a reaction. “Well? What’s your answer?”
Stifling her annoyance, Linsey kept her composure, replying with a measured smile, “I’ve already said this at dinner, Huntley. Marrying Collin was my decision. Nobody forced me.”
As he watched her, Huntley’s smirk faded, replaced by a hard, frosty look.
“Women always play hard to get, but aren’t you taking it a bit far?”
As she heard Huntley’s words, Linsey’s smile faded.
“I’m being sincere here. I’ve never tried to play games with you,” she said, her voice steady. “I’ll pretend none of this has happened, and I’d appreciate it if you kept your wild stories to yourself the next time you drink. I’ve got things to do, so I’m leaving.”
She turned around and started to walk away.
Before she could get far, Huntley’s hand shot out and caught her wrist.
“Let go.” Linsey tried to break free, frustration etching lines into her brow. Huntley, however, was far stronger. Her efforts only made his grip clamp down harder, biting into her skin.
She glanced up and met Huntley’s fierce stare, her pulse skipping. An uneasy feeling crept up her spine.
“Let go of me!” Linsey did her best to sound composed, though her jaw tightened. “Don’t forget. I’m Collin’s wife. Show some respect.”
“Respect?” Huntley mockingly laughed. He looked at her as if she had just told a joke. “Who do you think you are, talking to me like that? A nobody without a family name to back her up?”
A sharp voice suddenly sliced through the charged silence. “She has every right because she’s my wife.”
Neither Linsey nor Huntley expected Collin’s presence in the garden.
Relief washed over Linsey in an instant. Seeing Collin was like grabbing hold of a lifeline after nearly drowning.
Seizing Huntley’s moment of shock, she pulled her wrist free and hurried to Collin’s side without looking back.
Unsure how much Collin had seen, Linsey wasted no time. She pointed accusingly at Huntley. “He crossed the line, Collin! He wouldn’t leave me alone. He was acting indecently!”
“I saw it.” Collin nodded, reaching for her hand and enveloping it in his. His gentle touch did more to calm her than words ever could.
Meanwhile, realization dawned on Huntley.
He shrank under Collin’s frigid stare, suddenly feeling awkward and exposed. But he kept silent, deliberately avoiding Collin’s eyes as he turned and made for the exit.
Collin, however, wasn’t going to let things end there.
“Stay.”
One word from Collin, sharp and commanding, brought Huntley to a halt. Huntley instinctively stopped in his tracks, his posture rigid. A moment later, he straightened up, turned around to face Collin, and forced a look of nonchalance, as though the confrontation meant nothing to him.
He met Collin’s eyes, then asked, “What do you want?”
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