Chapter 785

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Collin’s face hardened, his eyebrows drawing together as a cold realization washed over him.
Linsey, sensing his doubt, added more forcefully, “I left Grester with Gorman four years ago. Since then, I’ve been abroad with him…”
Before she could finish her sentence, the air between them shifted dramatically.
Collin’s lips crashed against hers in a kiss full of desperate longing, cutting off her words and overwhelming her senses.
Shock registered in Linsey’s eyes, her body momentarily paralyzed by the unexpected intensity of his kiss.
She raised her hands to push him away, but Collin’s strong grip on her head and waist held her tightly in place, leaving her unable to break free.
“Let go!” Linsey’s voice was muffled against his lips as she struggled in vain.
In a sudden burst of defiance, Linsey bit down hard on Collin’s lip.
Collin groaned through clenched teeth, his hold finally easing. Taking advantage of his brief moment of weakness, Linsey pushed him back forcefully.
Then, without a word, she delivered a sharp slap across his face, the sound echoing sharply.
Collin’s head turned from the force of her slap, the sting snapping him to reality.
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The sudden sting that struck his cheek cleared the haze from his mind.
In an instant, Collin grasped the gravity of his actions, and regret swept over him.
Collin stood frozen, staring at Linsey, who was breathing heavily, visibly shaken by her agitation. His eyes reflected a mixture of apology and conflicting emotions.
Linsey slowly collected herself as she clenched her hand into a fist.
“Sorry…” Collin said, his voice faltering, his usual poise replaced by a look of defeat.
Linsey cut him off, her expression empty, as she said firmly, “Let me be clear once more. Gorman and I have a strong bond. I need you to keep your distance from my life.”
At her words, Collin’s face drained of emotion.
He inhaled deeply, his lips trembling, unable to speak, his breaths uneven and heavy in the silence.
Eventually, Collin turned and walked away, each step laden with the weight of his sorrow.
His retreating figure visibly crumbled under the emotional strain.
Turning away, Linsey felt a lump form in her throat.
She averted her gaze, her eyes stinging with tears she fought to hold back.
A profound heaviness settled on her chest, constricting her breathing. Bending slightly, Linsey felt drained, her hands gripping the railing to prevent herself from falling.
Why did Collin insist on confronting her? What right did he think he had? Why couldn’t he let her be?
Despite his affections for another, why did he continue to bother her? Confusion swirled in Linsey’s mind, the barrage of thoughts intensifying her headache.
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