Marrying a Secret Zillionaire: Happy ever after - Chapter 40

Chapter 40:

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Linsey almost laughed at how ridiculous Joanna sounded. How long was she going to keep up this pathetic act? “Joanna, does any of this concern you? Seems like that slap I gave you last time didn’t teach you a lesson. Want me to refresh your memory?”

Without hesitation, she lifted her hand, ready to strike.

Joanna let out a startled shriek, stumbling back half a step, her face going pale.

The sting from last time was still fresh in her mind, and she had no intention of reliving it.

Felix, watching the scene unfold, barely recognized the woman in front of him. His patience snapped. “That’s enough, Linsey! Is this really how you treat Joanna? What’s wrong with you?”

Their heated argument had drawn attention, and by now, a small crowd had gathered at the entrance, eager to witness the drama.

But Linsey couldn’t care less. Unbothered by the curious stares, she scoffed, “Yeah, maybe I am crazy. So what? Want me to slap you too?”

Felix stiffened, a shiver running down his spine as he instinctively stepped back.

“Felix!” Joanna’s voice trembled as she clung to his arm, her face drained of color.

The sound of her fear snapped Felix back to his senses. Straightening his shoulders, he stepped in front of her protectively. “Linsey, stop being so difficult. I get it—you’re still upset about what happened. Let’s talk about it at home. No need to make a scene here.”

His jaw tightened as he noticed the growing number of bystanders. The last thing he wanted was to be humiliated in public. Lowering his voice, he added, “You’re here buying men’s clothes. If they’re not for me, then who else? Come on, don’t be stubborn. Let’s just go home.”

Linsey let out a soft, amused snort, arching a brow as she responded smoothly, “Can’t I buy them for my husband?”

Felix blinked in shock before a slow, knowing smile spread across his lips. “That’s right—I am your husband. Linsey, whatever you’re angry about, I’ll make it up to you with an even bigger wedding.”

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Behind him, Joanna clenched her fists, her nails digging into her palms. She seethed silently, “See? This is just Linsey’s pathetic way of getting Felix’s attention.”

Linsey’s lips curled in scorn. “Felix, don’t flatter yourself. Who said my husband is you?”

Felix’s confident expression faltered, a flicker of doubt crossing his face. But Joanna recovered faster, letting out a sharp, incredulous laugh. “Linsey, are you seriously claiming you’re married? That your husband is someone else? Do you expect us to believe that?”

She cast Felix a knowing glance before smirking. “Come on, Linsey. We all know what this is. You’re just playing hard to get, trying to make Felix chase after you.”

At first, Felix had dismissed Linsey’s words as nonsense, but Joanna’s confidence rekindled his own. “Linsey, if you’re going to lie, at least make it believable.”

His smirk turned smug as his gaze swept over her. “Everyone knows you would never marry anyone but me. You love me too much—how could you possibly belong to another man?”

Linsey was at a loss for words, baffled by the sheer audacity of Felix’s delusions.

She glanced at her phone, checking the time.

She had already wasted too much of her day dealing with Felix and Joanna.

“If you don’t want to believe me, that’s your problem. Now move.” Without another glance, Linsey stepped past them, ready to leave.

Felix’s chest tightened, and before he could stop himself, he blocked her path. “Linsey, how long are you going to drag this out?”

Impatience laced his words, but beneath his frustration, something else simmered—an unease he couldn’t shake.

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