Chapter 854
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He paused, his face twisting with brief disgust. “But your precious son… He’s a pain in the ass. Had it not been that I was trying to please you, I wouldn’t have given Collin’s son a second glance.”
He let out a sigh, hollow and empty. “Oh, Linsey… Why did you have to end up with fraternal twins? Your son is the spitting image of Collin. He should never have been born.”
The sharp crack of Linsey’s hand against his face broke the air like a gunshot, leaving a heavy silence behind.
Linsey stood there, breathing hard, her hand throbbing with the force of the blow.
She watched as a red mark bloomed across Gorman’s cheek. She knew then—she had hit him with everything she had.
Gorman tilted his head slightly, unmoving for a long, tense moment. Then he slowly ran his tongue over the corner of his mouth where it was beginning to swell.
“You really are heartless,” he murmured, his voice dripping with a fake sadness that made Linsey’s skin crawl.
Her voice came out rough and shaking. “Gorman, you’ve already shown me exactly who you are. Drop the act. Just say what you want. Let’s stop wasting time.”
For a heartbeat, Gorman’s eyes lit up. He spun toward her, desperation lighting up his face. “Marry me, Linsey. I want you. No matter what it takes.”
Linsey’s eyes narrowed. A bitter laugh slipped from her lips. “After everything you just said, you actually think I’d marry you?”
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But Gorman’s face didn’t even twitch. Instead, a strange calmness settled over him, like a man who had already made peace with madness. “Linsey, you were never truly willing to be with me, were you?”
Her face hardened, almost imperceptibly.
Gorman leaned in, pressing the words between them like a final card on the table. “And that’s why I had to take steps you might not like. As long as you just agree to marry me, I’m cool if you have no feelings for me.”
Linsey shook her head, her disbelief as thick as fog, eyes locking onto Gorman. “Gorman, you’ve gone completely off the deep end! You’re driving me up the wall!”
Her voice was steel, unyielding. “I’d rather eat dirt than agree to such a ridiculous demand. You could twist my arm with every dirty trick in the book, but I’ll never, ever love you.”
“That’s just peachy with me!” Gorman shot back, his laugh bursting out like a rogue firecracker—bold, wild, reckless. “Love me, hate me, it’s all the same to me. As long as you’re mine, that’s my version of hitting the jackpot.”
Linsey felt her sanity teetering on a knife’s edge, her eyes burning, rimmed red with the effort to hold back tears, as Gorman’s warped logic pushed her to the breaking point.
“Linsey, no need to jump the gun,” Gorman said, his voice smooth as silk, almost too relaxed. His eyes, slightly tilted upward, sparkled with a calculated curiosity. “I’m in no rush for your answer. I’ve got all the time in the world to wait—patiently, of course. I’m dying to see how this plays out. Who knows? Maybe you’ll have a change of heart.”
Linsey moved like lightning, lunging forward to grab Gorman’s collar in a white-knuckled grip. Her voice cut through the air, low and fierce. “Gorman, what’s your next move?”
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