Marrying a Secret Zillionaire: Happy ever after - Chapter 215

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Linsey responded without hesitation, “I don’t mind at all. You’re welcome to stay here.”

Kylee was visibly surprised by Linsey’s immediate agreement and beamed with delight. “Truly?”

She turned her gaze back to Collin, her eyes filled with hope.

Collin glanced at Linsey, confirming her sincerity before responding, “Since Linsey has no objections, you’re welcome to stay. Our bedroom is on the second floor, and there are numerous guest rooms on the first floor. Choose whichever one you prefer, and I’ll have the staff prepare it for you.”

“Thank you,” Kylee replied with a grateful smile.

Dinnertime arrived soon after, and the three of them gathered at the table to eat.

Linsey picked up some food with her chopsticks, intending to place it in Collin’s bowl. “Have some more,” she encouraged.

“Hold on!” Kylee suddenly interrupted.

“What’s the matter?” Linsey asked, surprised.

Kylee interjected, her voice tinged with concern. “Collin doesn’t really care for spicy chicken wings. Perhaps you should offer him something else.”

Linsey’s hand froze mid-air, and she instinctively turned towards Collin, anticipating his response.

Collin smiled warmly, placing the chicken wing Linsey had intended to serve him onto his plate. “I appreciate the gesture, Linsey,” he said. “I’m sure I’ll enjoy whatever you choose for me.”

Kylee’s anxiety, however, was palpable. She frowned at Collin, her voice laced with worry. “Collin, you can’t tolerate spicy food. You even have a mild allergy to chili peppers. It’s really not worth the risk.” Without waiting for a reply, Kylee swiftly removed the chicken wing from Collin’s plate.

A residue of chili oil, however, remained on the edges of the plate.

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Kylee’s expression hardened as she turned to address a nearby servant. “Bring a clean plate, please,” she instructed.

The servant hesitated momentarily, glancing at Linsey, before acknowledging the request and heading towards the kitchen.

Collin’s brow furrowed slightly, his annoyance at Kylee’s interference apparent, though he managed to maintain his composure.

Turning towards Linsey, who appeared somewhat flustered, he offered gentle reassurance. “Don’t worry, Linsey. I can handle a bit of spice.” As if to emphasize his point, he reached for a chicken wing.

Linsey, startled by his defiance, swiftly moved the plate of chicken wings out of his reach. “Don’t eat it, Collin,” she insisted.

Her expression betrayed a lingering fear. “You’re allergic to chili peppers,” she scolded. “Why didn’t you tell me?”

Linsey had a particular fondness for spicy food. It dawned on her that, despite having shared numerous meals with Collin, she had never noticed him consuming anything containing chili peppers.

This realization filled her with guilt.

She recalled the last time Dolores had visited the villa for dinner; Collin had already been well-acquainted with Linsey’s culinary preferences. She, on the other hand, had been oblivious to such a crucial detail as Collin’s allergy.

The more she dwelled on it, the more she berated herself.

Noticing her distress, Collin set down his fork and gently took her hand in his. “It’s really not a big deal, Linsey. I didn’t even think twice about it, so you really shouldn’t blame yourself.”

Kylee’s expression momentarily clouded over as she observed their intertwined hands.

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