Chapter 850

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“Mommy, does it hurt? Let me kiss it better,” she said, her voice pure and earnest.
Linsey parted her lips, ready to answer.
“Zenia, be gentle. Don’t hurt your mom,” Gorman said softly as he stepped forward. He carefully lifted Zenia and placed her on a nearby chair.
Linsey’s gaze shifted to Gorman, her brow knitting slightly. “Why are you here?”
And he had even brought Zenia along.
Deep down, Linsey wished with all her heart that the children wouldn’t find out about her allergic reaction.
But Gorman had made the decision on his own, without so much as a word to her.
As he noticed the flicker of displeasure on Linsey’s face, a shadow crossed Gorman’s expression.
In a low voice, he explained, “Someone posted a video of your allergic reaction at the restaurant. I was worried, so I brought the kids to see you.”
Linsey’s eyes widened. “You saw the video? Is it going viral?”
“Don’t worry. I had every clip of you taken down immediately after I saw it.” After a pause, he added, “It looks like someone is trying to sabotage the restaurant.”
Linsey lowered her gaze, her heart sinking a little.
If Gorman had seen the video, he must have noticed she wasn’t alone. He would have seen Dolores, Collin, and Dustin with her.
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But she felt no need to explain. She had no plans to reconnect with Collin, and she owed Gorman no answers.
Their relationship was never about accounting for every move. As Linsey wrestled with her thoughts, a sudden chill gripped her. Her brows drew tight as she snapped, “Did you bring Zander too? Where is he?”
Her heart slammed against her chest.
She didn’t know if Collin had left yet. If Gorman had brought Zander here, Collin could run into him at any moment.
If Collin saw Zander’s face, the truth would explode like a powder keg!
Gorman hesitated, but Zenia quickly spoke up, her voice obedient and clear. “Mommy, Zander said he needed the restroom. Caylee took him.”
Linsey’s face darkened. Without a second thought, she pushed herself up, pulling Zenia closer and swinging her legs over the side of the bed. “I have to find him.”
Gorman stepped into her path, blocking her gently but firmly. His voice was steady. “Linsey, you’re still weak. Stay in bed.”
But Linsey couldn’t sit still. Fear gnawed at her like a dog with a bone. Ignoring him, she shot him a fierce glare. Her voice trembled with anger. “Why did you bring the kids here? You said you saw the video. You know—”
Before she could finish, Gorman let out a short, cold laugh. He cut her off, his words sharp as knives. “Yes, I know. I saw him. I saw him standing right beside you. I saw him carry you out of that restaurant!”
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