Marrying a Secret Zillionaire: Happy ever after - Chapter 89

Chapter 89:

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Collin observed her distress, his expression softening. “Don’t worry, everything’s arranged. I’ve even picked out a dress for you,” he assured her, his tone comforting yet commanding.

However, his gaze then sharpened, focusing intently on her. “But where is the necklace I gave you? Why aren’t you wearing it?”

Linsey froze for a moment, her fingers instinctively grazing her neck as her eyes widened slightly in surprise. It was uncanny how Collin had noticed such a detail.

“This necklace is worth so much. I couldn’t shake the nervous feeling whenever I wore it outside, so I took it off the second I got home,” she murmured, her voice a low, uneasy whisper.

It was more than just the fear of loss that troubled her. The gemstone at the heart of the necklace was a masterpiece of cut and clarity, its luster barely contained even beneath layers of clothing. To avoid unnecessary trouble, she opted to keep it out of sight.

Collin’s gaze lingered a moment longer before he pulled it back, a subtle relief washing over him. He had harbored concerns that she disliked the gift. Knowing this wasn’t the case, he relaxed.

“It’s not a big deal, and it complements you beautifully. There’s really no need to be so cautious,” he noted with a dismissive wave of his hand.

Linsey’s heart skipped a beat. This reassurance from Collin made it even clearer that the necklace was not the billion-dollar gemstone piece auctioned last night. After all, how could he speak so nonchalantly about something so immensely valuable, especially when he was still staggering under a mountain of $100 million in debt?

Yet, she couldn’t deny the necklace’s worth and her desire to cherish it properly.

“It’s fine. I’ll reserve it for truly special occasions. Something this luxurious doesn’t really fit into my daily work life,” she remarked thoughtfully.

Seeing her resolve, Collin decided not to push the matter further and simply nodded, acknowledging her decision.

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After a brief moment, Collin caught a glimpse of Linsey lingering out of the corner of his eye. He paused, his curiosity piqued, and inquired with a slightly raised brow, “Is there something else you need?” As he shuffled through the stack of documents cluttering his desk, he kept a subtle watch on Linsey’s every move, although he pretended to be absorbed in his work.

Linsey noticed that he had carelessly tossed the towel he used for drying his hair to the side, his locks still damp and tousled. Concern etched into her features as she said, “Aren’t you going to dry your hair? You might catch a cold or wake up with a headache if you sleep like that.”

Collin shrugged nonchalantly, brushing off her concern. “It’s too much hassle,” he muttered, his voice laced with indifference. “I’ll be fine…”

However, before he could fully dismiss the matter, he looked up and met her eyes, catching the gentle reproach in her gaze. A flicker of realization crossed his face—he had promised her earlier that day to take better care of himself.

With a soft, resigned sigh and a click of his tongue, Collin set aside the documents. He reached begrudgingly for the towel once more.

“Let me help you,” Linsey offered softly, her voice suddenly bold and firm. Empowered by a surge of courage, she stepped forward without hesitation, took the towel from his hands, and positioned herself behind him. Her fingers were gentle yet firm as she began to pat his damp hair dry.

Collin tensed momentarily, then relaxed under the soothing strokes of Linsey’s hands, a quiet sense of comfort settling between them as she tended to him with quiet care. A subtle, unexplainable warmth bubbled up in his chest.

“Thank you,” he whispered, his voice barely audible.

Linsey encountered a fleeting moment of discomfort but swiftly recaptured her poise. With tender care, she dabbed the dampness from Collin’s cropped hair, her touches soft and deliberate.

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