Chapter 721
721:
With a slight drop of his gaze, Collin grew thoughtful before asking coldly, “Did you go talk to Dolores again?”
Over time, Collin had picked up on Dustin’s strange concern for Dolores—far too frequent to be casual.
There was no doubt in his mind that Dolores, being Linsey’s closest friend, probably knew everything about Linsey’s whereabouts since the divorce.
But at this point, Collin had lost any right to approach Dolores and ask where Linsey might be.
Instead, he pinned his hopes on Dustin. Maybe one day, he would come back with news about Linsey. Maybe he would say the words Collin could no longer ask for himself.
That was why he had always allowed, even quietly encouraged, Dustin’s connection with Dolores.
A moment ago, when Dustin suddenly threw the question at him, Collin instantly suspected that Dolores might be using Dustin to speak on her behalf.
To him, that suggested the question Dolores raised could very well reflect Linsey’s true intentions.
That thought alone lit a spark behind Collin’s eyes.
“It’s nothing serious, Collin. I was just wondering, that’s all. You don’t need to explain if you’d rather not.”
Dustin’s thoughts kept circling back to Zander, whose resemblance to Collin was impossible to ignore. But now he was starting to believe it might have been nothing more than chance, convincing himself that Zander likely had no connection to Collin whatsoever, and the idea had just been something he imagined.
Collin fixed his gaze on Dustin, silence thick between them for a moment. Then, with deliberate calm, he replied, “No. I haven’t been with anyone but Linsey. And I never will.”
Collin spoke in a calm, steady voice. Not a trace of emotion showed.
𝖋𝖔𝖗 𝖘𝖙𝖗𝖔𝖓𝖌𝖊𝖗 𝖘𝖔𝖚𝖗𝖈𝖊: gal⸽no⸽vels⸰co⸰m
Dustin looked at him, sensing the honesty in his eyes.
He didn’t doubt it—not one bit. For the past four years, Collin had buried himself in work. Day in, day out, he had little time for anything else, let alone another woman.
Besides, Dustin knew Collin well. If he had truly moved on from Linsey, there would be no reason for him to wear that wedding ring—the one he had specially designed for her—every single day.
Collin wasn’t the type to put on a show. And with his status now, faking feelings for Linsey wouldn’t serve any purpose. It would be a waste of time.
After thinking for a moment, Dustin said, “Collin, just one more question. When you and Linsey divorced… Was there any chance she was pregnant?”
Collin’s expression darkened. His reply was firm. “No. That’s impossible.”
Dustin blinked, caught off guard by the certainty. “How can you be so sure? I mean… pregnancy isn’t always obvious, right?”
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