Chapter 950
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“When I hit rock bottom, you were right there beside me. Now it’s your turn. You’re hurting—I’m not about to let you face it alone.”
Linsey paused, then continued softly, “Remember four years ago? When your company ran into trouble, you kept it from me. You didn’t want me to worry. And when I found out, I was mad. You promised you’d never shut me out again.”
Dolores looked at her in silence. Her eyes were wet, but no tears had fallen yet.
“Thank you, Linsey,” she murmured.
Linsey smiled gently and touched her cheek. “I haven’t even done anything yet,” she said with a soft laugh.
Then she took Dolores’ hand and led her to the guest room.
The door shut quietly behind them, shutting the world out.
“Collin said he’s cooking something special,” Linsey said as she poured a glass of water. “I was helping, but I left him to it. The kids are with the housekeeper, so we’re free to rest.”
With Linsey there, a weight lifted off Dolores’ chest.
She took the water, sipped quietly, then slipped off her coat and lay on the bed without a word. Her eyes closed. Linsey came around and lay down beside her.
The room fell silent.
Dolores didn’t speak. Linsey didn’t rush her. She simply waited.
No one knew how long had passed.
Just when Linsey thought Dolores had drifted off, she heard her whisper, “Linsey… I don’t think Dustin and I have a future.”
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Linsey’s heart skipped a beat.
So it was about Dustin after all.
No wonder he hadn’t come here with them.
She turned to look at Dolores, her eyes gentle. “Why do you think that?” Something serious must have happened.
Did Dustin hurt her?
But that didn’t sound like him. Dustin wasn’t the type.
Dolores let out a shaky breath. Her voice wavered. “His mom saw us at the amusement park. I could tell she didn’t like me. In fact, I think she looked down on me.”
She turned her face away. Her eyes were red and glassy. “She thought Zenia and Zander were our kids. She called them…” Dolores’s voice cracked. “She called them illegitimate children.”
She broke off, and tears slipped down her cheeks. Her voice trembled. “Linsey. I’m so sorry. If it weren’t for me, your children wouldn’t have been called that.”
The sight of Dolores in tears shattered something fragile within Linsey’s chest.
Panic seized her as she reached out, fingertips trembling against the dampness on Dolores’ cheeks while her own throat constricted with shared anguish.
“This isn’t your fault, Dolores. Please don’t blame yourself.” Linsey’s voice carried gentle urgency. “I’ll explain everything to the children later, but you need to stop tearing yourself apart over this.”
She changed the subject. “Did you see their faces when they walked through that door? Pure joy, radiating from every smile. You gave them something beautiful today, something they’ll treasure.”
Linsey’s fingers moved soothingly through Dolores’ hair, each gentle stroke meant to calm the storm raging within her.
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