Marrying a Secret Zillionaire: Happy ever after - Chapter 374

Chapter 374:

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Collin hesitated, thinking it over. After a pause, he said slowly, “Actually, when it comes to gifts, Grandma’s never been interested in gold or jewelry. She prefers…”

His voice trailed off, and a flicker of hesitation crossed his face.

Linsey, noticing the unusual look on Collin’s face, leaned in curiously. “What is it? Just tell me already!”

Before Collin could respond, his assistant blurted out, unable to hold back. “Mrs. Riley, Mr. Riley’s grandmother’s biggest wish has always been for him to settle down and have children—so she can finally hold her great-grandkids.”

Linsey felt her entire face heat up. “C-children…”

So that was what this was about! No wonder Collin looked so uncomfortable. Collin’s expression darkened as he shot the assistant a sharp look. “You talk too much. Go receive your punishment.”

Linsey smacked his hand lightly, rolling her eyes. “Oh, stop it! What’s wrong with someone else saying what you were too embarrassed to admit?” Collin’s lips pressed into a thin line.

“I guess that makes sense. That’s probably the most natural wish for someone her age,” Linsey murmured, lost in thought. “Besides…”

Her mind drifted back to last night—the heat of the bathroom, the way Collin had held her, the breathless moments between them. She leaned in, her voice dropping to a teasing whisper. “We weren’t exactly careful, were we? Maybe Ivy’s wish will come true sooner than expected.” They hadn’t talked about contraception, hadn’t even considered it in the heat of the moment.

And really, they were young, healthy. It was only a matter of time.

Collin arched an eyebrow, a mischievous smirk tugging at his lips. His voice dropped to a low murmur. “That might not be enough, sweetheart. Don’t you think we should put in a little more effort to make Grandma’s wish come true? So tonight…”

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Linsey let out a quiet laugh, shaking her head at his audacity. Without hesitation, she reached over and gave his leg a firm pinch.

That man—always looking for an opportunity to stir up trouble.

Collin narrowed his eyes subtly, a hint of mischief playing at the edges of his gaze. “Did Dominic ever mention that I can still feel something in my legs?”

“That’s right,” Linsey responded, her voice laced with a smug confidence as she shook her head slightly. “That’s precisely why I gave your leg a firm pinch. It doesn’t hurt all that much, does it? Are you really going to hold a grudge over such a trivial pain?”

A soft chuckle escaped Collin. “It might not hurt much,” he admitted. “But you have no idea how dangerous that move could have been.”

Linsey’s brow creased in confusion, her curiosity piqued. “What’s so dangerous about it?”

In that moment, a familiar spark of desire flickered in Collin’s eyes, momentarily intensifying as he watched her.

Linsey, catching the shift in his expression, hastily withdrew her hand. “Alright, I’ve been chatting away here, and now I’m going to be late for work,” she stammered, a flush of embarrassment coloring her cheeks as she recalled the events of last night. With a hurried excuse, she rushed off.

From his wheelchair, Collin watched Linsey’s hurried departure, a wistful smile tugging at his lips. There was a touch of helplessness in his expression. Did she think she could stir him up and escape without facing what she had started? He would make sure to find the perfect moment to show her exactly what happened when she played with fire.

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