Chapter 843
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Gorman wasn’t the least bit bothered by Collin’s silence. If anything, his smile grew even more brazen, each word he spoke stabbing into Collin’s heart like a sharp knife.
Gorman said, “Zenia has always been a sensible child. She never needed much attention from us. Maybe she takes after Linsey more than me. After all, I was quite the troublemaker growing up.” He then let out a slow sigh. “It’s funny how strong family resemblances can be. Linsey and Zenia are like two peas in a pod. Anyone who knows Linsey could tell right away that Zenia is her daughter, no explanations needed.”
As he finished speaking, Gorman’s gaze turned cold. He stared hard at Collin, who still said nothing.
“What do you think, Collin?” he asked with a frosty smile. “You don’t seem the least bit surprised about Zenia. So, I guess there’s nothing left for me to say, is there?”
Collin lifted his eyelids slowly, his face calm and untouched by Gorman’s jabs. Moving his lips lazily, he asked, “What exactly are you getting at?”
Gorman let out a mocking laugh, clearly annoyed by Collin’s indifference. He stepped closer, shrinking the space between them, and looked Collin up and down with a sneer. “Let me warn you, Collin. Don’t even think about Linsey. As you can see, we already have a beautiful daughter together, and soon, we’ll be married.”
He paused, lifted his eyebrows arrogantly, and added, “Don’t worry, you’ll get an invitation.”
As he heard those words, Collin’s hand shot out. He grabbed Gorman by the collar, his veins bulging with anger, his grip strong enough to crush.
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Gorman nearly stumbled. His face darkened as he clutched Collin’s hand and growled, “What? Planning to hit me? Go ahead. I wouldn’t mind letting Linsey see what a sore loser her ex-husband is!”
His mocking words were like gasoline on fire, pushing Collin closer to losing control.
Collin’s grip tightened, his knuckles white with rage. For a second, he looked ready to strangle Gorman right then and there.
“You haven’t even married her, yet you had a child with her! What respect is that for her?” Collin’s voice was low and deadly.
Gorman’s smirk faded.
He had thought Collin was mad about Linsey having a child with another man. But now he realized—Collin was furious because he thought Linsey had been left unmarried and pregnant.
Gorman’s face stiffened awkwardly. He tried to pry Collin’s hand away, but to his shock, he couldn’t move him an inch.
Frustration boiled in Gorman’s chest. Grinding his teeth, he hissed, “Collin, let me go. Or I’ll call Linsey and Zenia out here and show them what a madman you’ve become!”
At those words, Collin suddenly let go.
Just as Gorman was about to draw a smug smile, Collin shoved him hard. Gorman stumbled back, looking completely disheveled.
“You!” Gorman barked, his face flushed red with anger and shame.
But Collin had already calmed down. He looked down at Gorman, who was still hunched over, and said in a deep, steady voice, “Look at you. You’re not even half the man you were four years ago. So, what if you and Linsey have a child? You’re not married yet. That means I still have a chance.”
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