Marrying a Secret Zillionaire: Happy ever after - Chapter 232

Chapter 232:

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The moment Collin ended the call, the warmth from earlier vanished. The air in the car felt heavier now, the shift in Linsey’s mood unmistakable.

Collin noticed, but understanding women had never been his strong suit. He mulled it over, searching for the right words, but nothing came. Kylee’s cryptic words lingered in Linsey’s mind, draining any desire to continue the conversation.

Silence stretched between them for the rest of the drive. After what felt like an eternity, they finally reached the Vista Villa.

Linsey stepped out, ready to help Collin, but someone else got there first. Kylee had hurried over, wasting no time inserting herself between them.

Kylee wasted no time, guiding Collin inside with almost exaggerated enthusiasm. “Collin, you’re finally back! I was thinking of making some of your favorite dishes tonight. Eat as much as you want, okay? My cooking has improved a lot over the years.”

Then she turned to Linsey with a practiced smile. “Linsey, you should help me in the kitchen later. It’ll be a great chance for you to pick up a thing or two. Now that you’re married to Collin, you should at least know how to cook the meals he loves.”

Collin’s jaw tightened. He started to speak, ready to refuse on Linsey’s behalf.

“Alright.” To his surprise, Linsey agreed without hesitation.

She had her reasons. If helping Kylee meant understanding Collin better, it was an opportunity worth taking.

Collin hesitated but stayed silent.

He rarely interfered with what Linsey chose to do.

Without another word, she followed Kylee into the kitchen.

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Kylee, slipping effortlessly into command, gestured toward a heap of fresh vegetables. “Linsey, could you rinse these for me?” Linsey glanced at the pile, then gave a small nod. “Sure.”

Linsey stepped forward and carefully rinsed the vegetables, ensuring each leaf was spotless.

Just as she finished, Kylee’s voice cut in. “Linsey, go ahead and prep the meat.”

Without hesitation, Linsey nodded, taking the meat and blanching it to remove any impurities. Her movements were steady, her focus unwavering.

Kylee stood off to the side, arms crossed, eyes narrowing.

She had expected Linsey to falter—to hesitate, to show even the slightest sign of reluctance. If Linsey looked frustrated, Kylee could easily spin it into a complaint to Collin.

But instead, Linsey carried out each task without question—duties beneath her, ones usually handled by the household staff. Worse, she did them with genuine care.

Kylee’s lips curled in a silent, bitter laugh.

Kylee scoffed internally. “Linsey is so calculated. She’s obviously just trying to win Collin over. Does she really think I can’t see through her little act?”

The more Kylee dwelled on it, the more irritated she became. Linsey was a good actress, no doubt—playing her role so convincingly, all wide-eyed obedience and quiet diligence.

Sure, Collin was handsome—anyone could see that. But at the end of the day, he was a man confined to a wheelchair, unable to even stand. And yet, Linsey had married him willingly. There had to be a reason.

Kylee’s gaze flicked toward Collin in the other room. To him, Linsey must have seemed like a woman untouched by greed—someone who didn’t care for wealth, luxury, or material things. But Kylee wasn’t fooled. No one was that selfless.

It was almost impressive—Linsey had kept up the act for so long without a single misstep.

Kylee lowered her gaze, lost in thought. Collin had mentioned he still hadn’t revealed his true identity to Linsey.

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