Marrying A Secret Zillionaire Happy Ever After

Chapter 815:

Linsey was amused by her tone.

Still, Dolores wasn’t wrong. Linsey had spent so long worrying—afraid that bumping into Collin would stir up old feelings or mess with her head.

But she hadn’t done anything wrong back then. There was no reason to hide.

Yes, Collin was powerful. He founded CR Corporation, after all. But that didn’t mean he could stop her from chasing her dreams in Grester. And if he tried? Well, Linsey would just think even less of him. That would only prove he was small-minded.

Dolores lit up the moment she heard the news. “That’s wonderful! We don’t have to be apart anymore.”

Her joy was honest, unguarded. Then, with a small sigh, she admitted, “Truthfully, there were so many moments I wanted to ask you to stay. But I held back—I didn’t want my feelings to sway your choice. I wanted it to be yours, so I stayed silent. But now that you’ve chosen this on your own… I’m genuinely happy.”

Linsey offered a soft smile, eyes warm as she met Dolores’ gaze. “Thank you, Dolores. For always knowing how to be there for me.”

With a playful huff, Dolores reached out and tapped her finger lightly against Linsey’s forehead. “When did you start sounding so formal with me, huh?”

Chuckling, Linsey picked up the towel again and gently resumed dabbing the sweat from Dolores’ skin. “I was joking, but you took it seriously.”

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Dolores tilted her chin obligingly, letting Linsey finish the job. “Anyway,” she murmured, “let’s drop the mushy stuff. You and I? We don’t need it.”

“Understood, boss,” Linsey replied with an exaggerated grin, still wiping gently.

But then her hand paused. Her smile faded, and her gaze fixed on something just below Dolores’ collarbone. “Dolores… about last night…”

She trailed off.

Dolores blinked, thrown by the sudden shift. Something wasn’t right.

She followed Linsey’s stare, but the angle didn’t let her see anything. Noticing that, Linsey quietly set the towel aside, reached for a mirror on the table, and handed it to her. “Here. Take a look.”

Dolores raised the mirror—and immediately spotted the faint red marks along her collarbone.

Her expression froze.

“Oh, crap…” she muttered, visibly annoyed.noveldrama

When she looked up, Linsey regarded her teasingly.

Dolores, at a loss for words, tossed the mirror back onto the table, avoiding eye contact. “It’s nothing. Don’t make a big deal out of it.”

Linsey stared at her, obviously not buying it. “Is that so?”

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