Marrying A Secret Zillionaire Happy Ever After

Chapter 64 Let Me Help You With That

Collin gazed at the warmth in Linsey's tender smile, and an unexpected stir tugged at his heartstrings.

For reasons beyond his grasp, a flicker of unease danced through him at that moment.

Nothing ever seemed to faze him; he remained indifferent to everything and everyone.

Life had always been peaceful and predictable for him, stretching back to the earliest days.

Yet, Linsey's presence was like a burst of sunlight, illuminating his gray, monochrome existence.

"Sure, let me help you with that," he responded, his voice softening-a rare deviation from his usual frosty tone. He fought to quell the unfamiliar flutter within him as he spoke.

Linsey's smile widened, and she gracefully handed him the necklace box before turning and lowering herself in front of him. Collin had been looking up at her from his seated position in the wheelchair since she entered the room.

Now, at eye level, he could see the delicate swirl of hair at her crown and the way her lustrous locks cascaded gracefully

down her back.

His breath caught in a silent gasp. His eyes traced the line of her spine, veiled by her flowing hair, before he reluctantly set the box down on the desk with a soft click.

Unseen by Linsey, the slight sound caused her eyelashes to flutter, a subtle testament to the quiet tension between them.

The next thing she knew, the dazzling gemstone necklace was right before her.

The radiant jewel rested elegantly against her collarbone, its brilliance enchanting as it caught the light.

Collin's large, skilled hands cradled the ends of the necklace, his movements precise as he secured it behind her neck.

Even with her hair acting as a soft barrier, Linsey could feel the comforting warmth of his palms against her skin.

As the clasp clicked securely into place, the weight of the necklace settled gently, almost caressingly, around her neck.noveldrama

Instinctively, she tilted her head forward slightly, a faint itch tickling her skin- uncertain if it was the sudden adornment at her neck or Collin's close proximity causing the sensation.

With the necklace in place, Linsey thought that was the end of it and prepared to stand.

But before she could move, she felt her hair being gathered up with a gentle, deliberate touch.

Collin leaned in closer, his presence cool and commanding, enveloping her in an unspoken promise of care.

Her heart fluttered, skipping a beat. It wasn't until he meticulously lifted her hair from beneath the necklace and draped it

over her shoulders that she was jolted back to reality. Flustered, Linsey quickly reached up to adjust her hair, her

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movements betraying her inner turmoil.

"Thank you," she murmured, her breath hitching slightly as she attempted to get up.

Yet, in that very moment, her legs betrayed her, growing numb and buckling beneath her weight. She teetered precariously

on the edge of a fall.

He was quick to react, his reflexes sharp. Stretching out his arms, he caught her just in time, pulling her close into the

safety of his embrace.

Linsey's eyes widened in shock, a soft gasp escaping her lips as she found herself suddenly pressed against him, her knee awkwardly hitting the wheelchair. Thankfully, Collin's wheelchair was exceptionally designed, its seat cushioned and forgiving. Had it been otherwise, her knee would have surely suffered a bruise.

But such concerns vanished as quickly as they came, her attention entirely consumed by the man who held her.

Up close, Linsey could see the subtle blush staining the skin behind Collin's ears,

a stark contrast to his usual composure. His hold on her was both firm and

protective, a surprising gentleness in his strength.

She found herself caught in his gaze, clear and penetrating, as a wave of warmth rushed over her. Despite the turmoil within, Collin managed to maintain a semblance of calm.

His heartbeat thundered in his ears, loud enough to muffle his thoughts.

With effort, he tore his gaze away from hers, it drifting to the necklace that now lay against her breasts.

It adorned her perfectly, as if it were crafted solely for her.

The necklace, opulent and meant for the grandest of occasions, seemed to find its

true home against Linsey's modest attire.

It complemented her radiant face and the unguarded purity in her gaze,

enhancing her natural charm in a way that seemed almost destined.

Indeed, no one else could carry the essence of that necklace quite like Linsey.

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