Chapter 884
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The more Gorman mulled it over, the more it all felt like a cruel joke.
Gorman couldn’t wrap his head around it. Why was she so willing to reveal Zander and Zenia to Collin as if it were some long-awaited reunion?
“I’ve told you this again and again, Gorman.” Her voice held firm, but her eyes wavered. “Collin being around or not changes nothing. You and I were never meant to be.”
“Stop lying!” Gorman’s voice exploded, shattering the air between them. The sudden fury in his tone made Linsey flinch before she even realized she had moved.
His features twisted violently. The anger in him was thick and consuming, filling the space like smoke.
“How much longer are you going to do this? How many times are you going to pretend I don’t exist, while running back to a man who left you?” Blood rushed to his eyes, casting them a dangerous red. His jaw clenched, and his cheek twitched, like something was barely being held back. “If your love for Collin was real, why’d you walk away from him in the first place? Why end the marriage at all?”
Then came the laughter—dark, unhinged, and full of something that made Linsey’s stomach twist. “That divorce wasn’t an ending. It was fate that cracked open a door for you and me. Don’t you see it, Linsey? You were never meant to stay with him. You were meant to be mine. You have to know that.”
Curled beneath the covers, Linsey sank deeper into the bed, as if the fabric could protect her from what was coming. Tremors ran through her limbs—small, constant, and fueled by fear—she couldn’t hold back.
She forced herself to stop trembling, her muscles tight with effort. A sharp breath slipped out as she clenched her jaw. She finally said, “Gorman, why is this so hard for you to accept? Even if Collin vanished from my life completely, I still wouldn’t choose you. You can’t twist feelings into something they’re not. I really believed you’d understand that by now—after everything, after four years.”
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Out of nowhere, Gorman’s hands clamped onto Linsey’s shoulders like a vice.
Her heart skipped a beat, racing like a runaway train. Instinctively, she squirmed to break free, but Gorman’s grip was unbreakable.
“Linsey, you’re always preaching clarity to me, but what about you, huh?” Gorman’s eyes bored into hers, a mix of confusion and frustration, his words tumbling out in a chaotic rhythm. “How can you even think about forgiving Collin so fast? Have you forgotten the hell he put you through four years ago? Or do you need me to jog your memory to finally cut him loose?”
Linsey bit back the pain shooting through her shoulders, her face pale. “Gorman, you’ve lost your damn mind…”
He barreled on, ignoring her. “Four years ago, you and Collin had that whirlwind marriage, remember? He kept his true self under wraps, thinking you were just some gold-digger chasing the power and wealth of CR Corporation’s founder!”
“Stop it…” Linsey shouted, his words slicing into her heart like a jagged knife. Even after four years, those memories still stung.
“Oh, yeah.” Gorman’s face softened suddenly, his voice dripping with a deceptive warmth. “Collin did have a soft spot for you back then. Why else would he drop a cool billion on that auction necklace for you?” With that, he let go of her shoulders, his fingers brushing her long hair gently. His words were slow and deliberate. “But you saw it with your own eyes, didn’t you? Just days ago, at that auction, Collin threw down $2.7 billion for the Star of the Desert—for Haven.”
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