Marrying a Secret Zillionaire: Happy ever after - Chapter 610

Chapter 610:

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She just ran off like it was nothing. Absolutely ridiculous.”

“That’s enough, Cruz,” Myla said, a hint of irritation in her tone.

At her firm words, Cruz reluctantly fell silent.

Myla turned to Jeffery, her voice softening. “Don’t worry about Carol. We’ve already sent people to look for her. I’m sure she’ll be back soon.” Then, with a deep sigh, worry crept into her elegant features. “Right now, what matters most is your test results.”

Jeffery waved it off. “Mom, it’s nothing serious, just a minor injury. Don’t dwell on what the doctor said.”

He offered a reassuring smile. “I’m healthy. There’s no way I have a blood disorder.”

While they spoke, Linsey, who had been quietly sitting nearby, had carefully peeled an apple. Without a word, she held it out to Jeffery. “Here. Have some fruit. Your lips are so dry they’re cracking.”

Jeffery raised an eyebrow, clearly surprised. He took the apple from her, studying her with curiosity. “Linsey, what’s gotten into you? First, you stay with my mom to look after me. Now you’re peeling me an apple? You used to never spare me a kind word. Every time we met, you were either arguing with me or trying to get under my skin.”

Linsey picked up another apple and continued peeling, her voice steady. “Mr. Lawson, I was just a designer, yet you went out of your way to make things difficult for me. I wouldn’t have held a grudge if you had left me alone.”

Jeffery was caught off guard by her words. After a brief silence, he finally spoke. “That night at Carol’s birthday party… I didn’t know the truth. I misunderstood and acted impulsively. That’s why I tried to pressure you with that five million dollars. As for everything that happened after, I had no choice—I was trying to save the Lawson Group’s reputation.”

Linsey’s expression remained calm. “So you knew exactly what you did to me. Then you shouldn’t be surprised by how I treated you. People respond to the way they’re treated. Do you expect kindness from someone you’ve always looked down on?”

Finishing the apple, she turned toward Myla. “Myla, would you like some fruit?”

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Myla studied Linsey for a moment, her curiosity growing. Few people dared to speak to Jeffery that way, especially in front of his parents.

“Thank you, Linsey,” she said, smiling as she accepted the apple. Splitting it in half, she added, “Let’s share this one.”

After a brief pause, she glanced at Cruz. “No need to peel one for him. He’s picky and only eats certain fruits.”

Cruz chuckled. “That’s true, Linsey, you don’t have to bother with me.”

Linsey smiled. “Noted.”

Jeffery took a bite of the apple, then muttered, “Dad barely eats fruit. And if I remember correctly, he’s allergic to one.”

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