Marrying A Secret Zillionaire Happy Ever After novel Chapter 317

Chapter 317 Should I Not

Be Here

“What’s all the commotion about?”

“What on earth is going on? Why is it so loud out there?”

Everyone in the private room instinctively shifted their gaze towards the door.

With a forceful push, the door swung open, revealing a group of stern–looking bodyguards clad in sleek black suits.

A collective murmur of surprise rippled through the crowd.

“What the heck? Did we step into a movie scene?”

“Where did all these bodyguards come from? Could it be Kristy staging a dramatic comeback for revenge?”

“Are you kidding? After the embarrassment she suffered tonight, there’s no way Kristy would show her face here again.”

Before the room could buzz further with wild guesses, Collin made his entrance, eased in slowly on a wheelchair.

Despite his seated position, his aura was unmistakably commanding.

His gaze swept across the room with a subtle intensity, promptly silencing the whispers.

Everyone present clamped their mouths shut, the weight of his stare too heavy to challenge.

Well, damn, who on earth was this guy?

He certainly wasn’t someone they would want to cross paths with on a bad day.

Though each face told a different story, the same question echoed silently through the room.

Collin lingered at the doorway, his expression unreadable, his icy gaze sweeping across the gathered crowd–enough to

send shivers down anyone’s spine.

Amidst them all, only Linsey reacted visibly, her eyes widening in shock.

Why was Collin here now?

Hadn’t they agreed he would only come once she was done with the reunion?

Thoughts swirled in Linsey’s mind, but she pushed them aside and strode toward him.

As she approached, the frost in Collin’s demeanor melted away, replaced by a soft warmth that transformed his face the

moment his eyes met hers.

“What are you doing here?” Linsey questioned, her voice tinged with astonishment, yet her lips curved into a delighted

smile.

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Despite the brief separation of just a few hours, it felt to her as though they had been apart for much longer.

Collin’s gaze softened, turning tender as he clasped her hand firmly, his voice playful yet sincere. “What’s the problem? Should I not be here? Or are you just ashamed to be seen with your husband?”

Collin was just kidding, but Linsey feigned indignation.

With a teasing lilt to her voice, she retorted, “You’re right, I’m utterly ashamed. The last thing I want is to make a spectacle of myself in front of an audience.”

Despite her words, her smile broadened, twinkling with mischief.

Collin’s face fell in mock sorrow. He tenderly lifted her hand to his cheek, pressing it against his skin in a gentle caress. “Honey, it really stings to hear you say that,” he murmured, his tone laced with feigned heartache.

The spectacle left the onlookers dumbfounded.

So this charismatic, dashing figure was Linsey’s husband, Collin!

The crowd had been buzzing with whispers that Linsey’s husband was both old and a bit of an eyesore, not to mention his

disabilities. The gossip around town was that no one wanted anything to do with marrying Collin.

Yet here he was, defying every whisper with his suave demeanor and striking good looks, perfectly complementing Linsey.