Chapter 295:
Linsey stayed quiet, her thoughts drifting as she imagined the struggles Collin must have faced.
His words hinted that after the accident, most people had turned their backs on him.
Collin’s expression hardened. “But this time, she really crossed a line. I won’t forgive her so easily.”
Linsey’s mind wandered for a moment before she asked without thinking, “What’s the line?”
Collin grinned, a soft chuckle escaping him. He tapped her forehead lightly, his fingers warm against her skin.
“Hey, answer me,” Linsey muttered, raising her hand to her forehead.
It wasn’t that Collin’s tap had been rough, but it still irked her a bit.
She shot him a playful look. “What was that about?”
Collin’s smile spread even wider when he saw her expression.
“You’re such a goof,” he said, his voice light and teasing. “You seriously don’t know?”
“Well, you’ve never told me,” Linsey shot back. “How am I supposed to know? Am I supposed to be a mind reader now?”
Collin laughed. “Take a guess.”
Linsey sighed lightly, her voice casual. “Is it me?”
“Definitely.” Collin didn’t miss a beat.
Linsey hesitated for a moment, thinking he was probably just teasing.
Since when had she become that important to him?
Seeing the doubt in her expression, Collin grew more serious. “Linsey, I’m telling you the truth. If you don’t believe me…”
He paused, gently guiding her hand to his chest, not giving her a chance to pull away. “Feel my heartbeat,” he said softly. “You’ll know if I’m lying.” A playful glint danced in his eyes. “I swear.”
Linsey’s gaze was irresistibly pulled into the depths of Collin’s eyes, like a moth to a flame. The gentle pressure of her palm against his chest let her feel the vigorous thumping of his heart, a rhythm that echoed her own heart’s bittersweet ache.
Her cheeks soon flushed with a soft, spreading warmth, yet she didn’t retreat. Instead, waves of gratitude and affection surged within her, overwhelming yet comforting.
With a tender look, Linsey nodded, her voice a whisper of resolve. “Alright, I will always believe in you.”
That moment deepened her gratitude for the serendipitous twist of fate that had led her to Collin—and to their unexpected marriage.
In her world, beyond Dolores, her steadfast childhood friend, she believed Collin was the only other soul who would never betray her.
On the laptop screen, the ongoing drama between Jude and Kylee unfolded.
Jude faced Kylee’s incisive questions with a calm that belied his inner turmoil. “On my way here, I felt eyes on me, lurking shadows tailing my every move. To shake them off, I took a few extra turns, which unfortunately ate up my time,” he explained, his voice tinged with a feigned hint of panic.
“Miss Russell, surely you’ve seen the frenzy online? I’ve been exposed. Linsey’s countermove was swift and merciless. What do I do now?” Jude’s eyes were wide, his plea desperate. “Miss Russell, you have to help me.”
His words struck a nerve in Kylee, igniting a furious blaze within her. She clenched her fists, itching to confront the idiot causing all the trouble. But the problem loomed large and unresolved, threatening to rear its ugly head again if not swiftly dealt with.
