NovelUpdateChapter 9 Chapter 9 We'll Tackle It Together Collin's gaze flickered with a trace of surprise so subtle it was almost invisible.
Like she mentioned, Linsey toned down the sweetness-which happened to suit his preferences effortlessly.
With a stoic expression, he nibbled on half of the cookie and, feigning a discerning palate, commented, "Overly sweet treats aren't really to my liking." Linsey offered no rebuttal; instead, she silently logged this preference in her memory.
Follow on NovᴇlEnglish.nᴇtIt was clear that Collin favored more subdued flavors.
"I'll whip up a new batch then," she said, reaching to collect the plate of cookies.
"That won't be necessary." Collin intercepted her hand with his, reaching for the warm milk instead. "This is fine for breakfast." His voice remained flat as he continued, "You can leave now. I have work to complete." Pausing briefly, Linsey responded with measured calmness, "Collin, I want to apologize for last night. I hold no hard feelings towards you. It's just that we've recently met, and I'm still finding my footing. My actions meant nothing beyond that. And I certainly don't want you to misconstrue anything because of last night." With each word weighed with gravity, she locked her gaze onto Collin's.
"Since I've married you, I'm prepared to embrace every part of you-the virtues and the flaws. It seems only natural that I support you in any way you need. I assure you, what happened last night will not recur. Trust me," Linsey assured, her voice imbued with sincerity.
Collin absorbed her words in silence, his face betraying no emotion.
After a moment, he asked, his voice tinged with skepticism, "Do you truly mean that?" Linsey nodded resolutely. "Absolutely. I committed to marrying you, and I intend to fulfill your needs to the best of my ability." A subtle smile crept across Collin's lips. Did she know what she was doing? She offered to meet his needs? Suppressing a chuckle, he took a deep breath, momentarily setting aside the layered meanings in her words.
☐ Driven by a mix of curiosity and hope, he ventured further, "There's a piece of my past I haven't yet shared with you. I was involved in a car accident when I was young, leavingwith a lasting disability. This scar has led my family to overlookconsistently. I've spent recent years launching businesses away from their shadow, striving to gain their acknowledgment. Regrettably, luck hasn't been my ally. My business attempts have mostly stumbled, piling up a mountain 0.0% 20:15 Chapter 9 We'll Tackle It Together of debt in their wake. If you feel the need to step back, I won't stand in your way." Linsey was momentarily paralyzed by the revelation. Then, gathering her composure, she queried, "How much debt are we talking about?" Collin, without missing a beat and with a hint of mischief in his tone, tossed out an astronomical figure. "What if I said I'm buried under a hundred million dollars?" As he anticipated, Linsey's previously unflappable demeanor faltered ever so slightly.
He braced himself, certain she would reject the harsh reality of such an immense burden. Yet, Linsey defied his expectations once more.
Follow on Novᴇl-Onlinᴇ.cᴏmHer voice was firm with resolve as she responded, "It's fine. We'll tackle it together. Somehow, we'll manage."
Collin felt a tumultuous storm surge within him, yet he managed to maintain a facade of calm Helet out a soft, incredulous laugh, fixing her with a skeptical look. "And how, exactly, do you propose we manage this, Linsey? We're not talking about a mere hundred dollars here." Linsey's eyes dropped, her mind racing through her financial history. She had devoted most of her earnings to Felix and had little to show for it now.
However, her confidence rekindled as she considered her skills in design.
"Don't fret. I'm on the job hunt," she declared, her voice tinged with a newfound optimism, "I've been m sending out resumes these past few days. I'm certain I'll hear back soon." She paused, her expression earnest. "No matter the circumstances, I refuse to let you face this alone."
She reached out instinctively, her fingers brushing against his hand that lay on the desk, offering a silent vow of solidarity.
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