Linsey took a deep breath, surprised by how little anger she felt. Once, Felix’s words might have sent her into a rage. Now, she just couldn’t bring herself to care.
“Felix, you left me for another woman on our wedding day, and now you’re talking about taking responsibility?”
She leaned back in her chair, arms crossed, not even bothering to look at him. “It’s too late for that. Do yourself a favor and stay out of my life-and my work.”
Felix stared at her, something unfamiliar twisting in his chest. He let out a slow sigh. “Linsey, don’t stay mad at me. Even if you are, you shouldn’t joke about your marriage. And you definitely shouldn’t ruin your own happiness just to get back at me.”
Linsey frowned, forcing herself to stay patient. “I married my husband because I want to be with him. Keep your concerns to yourself-I’m doing just fine.”
She then added, “And let me say this one last time: my husband and I are happy, we love each other, and divorce is not happening. Whether you want a house full of kids is your business, not mine. Don’t you have Joanna? Why are you still bothering me?”
Felix didn’t even acknowledge Joanna’s name. He just shook his head, as if lost in his own world. “Linsey, quit pretending. Your husband has a disability. How could he ever make you happy?”
Her expression hardened. “Felix, enough. Don’t talk about him like that. If you keep running your mouth, don’t expect me to be polite.” Her cold stare didn’t shake him in the slightest.
He flashed her what he clearly thought was a charming smile. “Linsey, quit playing hard to get. We were together for five years. How long have you even known Collin? Whatever you think you have with that disabled man doesn’t compare to what we had.”
Before he could finish, Linsey hurled an entire cup of cold coffee straight at his face.
Felix let out a strangled yell, blinking rapidly as the liquid dripped from his chin. “What the hell, Linsey? Are you crazy?”
She shot to her feet, eyes blazing. “Felix, watch your mouth. Next time, it won’t just be coffee.”
Without another word, she turned on her heel and walked out of the cafe.
Watching her leave, Felix felt a sharp pang of panic rise in his chest. Ignoring the coffee soaking through his clothes, he shot to his feet and rushed after her. “Linsey! Stop right there!”
He reached out, about to grab her arm-when a firm hand clamped around his wrist, stopping him cold. A deep, icy voice cut through the air.
“Stay away from my wife.”
Felix shivered at the sound of that icy voice. As he turned, his shock deepened upon seeing Collin seated in a wheelchair.
“It’s you?” His eyes grew wide. He was puzzled by Collin’s sudden appearance.
At that moment, Collin clutched Felix’s wrist so tightly it pained him. Felix attempted to break free, only to find himself unable to move as the grip on his wrist tightened further.
“Release me!” Felix cried out, pain etching his face while sweat trickled down his back.
Collin offered no expression, yet to Felix’s surprise, he let go.
Felix staggered back, tripping and falling into an awkward pile on the ground.
His tumble drew laughter from the onlookers.
Felix regained his footing, his embarrassment subsiding as he noticed the wheelchair beneath Collin. He dusted off his clothes with a sneer and demanded coldly, “What brings you here?”
Any semblance of superiority quickly dissolved under Collin’s formidable presence.
Though confined to a wheelchair, Collin radiated an undeniable authority that commanded respect.
A mere glance from him was enough to make the bystanders recoil. “I’m Linsey’s husband. Surely, it makes sense for me to be here to pick her up,” Collin stated icily, dismissing Felix without a glance.
Just then, Linsey approached, standing just behind Collin, her face a mask of relief. She had sent Collin a message discreetly as she headed to the cafe. It was fortunate that Collin had arrived when he did. Linsey was uncertain how else she might have managed Felix.
Linsey gave Collin a gentle smile and whispered, “Let’s go.”
Collin’s cold gaze softened briefly. “Alright, the car’s outside. Let’s head out.”
With those words, Linsey began to push Collin’s wheelchair towards their car.
Felix, unable to let go, shouted, “Linsey, you’ll regret staying with Collin sooner or later!”
Felix was still in disbelief that Linsey had really left him. He made one last attempt to sway her.
Linsey stopped and turned towards him, her face expressionless and detached.
At this, a flicker of hope sparked in Felix’s heart.
However, before he could savor his fleeting victory, Linsey leaned down and kissed Collin on the cheek.
She faced Felix and said icily, “Give up. I will never regret my choice. If you keep pestering me, don’t hold my husband responsible for his harsh reaction.”
Felix stood frozen, shocked by Linsey’s boldness in kissing another man right before his eyes.
The impact was crushing.
Collin was just a man in a wheelchair!
Did Linsey still see him as less than Collin?
Collin, caught by surprise in his wheelchair, also seemed taken aback. Linsey’s gentle kiss left a lasting warmth on his cheek that he couldn’t shake off.
As Felix watched Linsey and Collin enter their car, his astonishment grew.
He couldn’t grasp that Linsey had chosen someone with a disability over him, betraying their five-year relationship.
Was their time together so insignificant to her compared to someone like Collin, whom she hardly knew?
The more Felix dwelled on it, the deeper his resentment grew. His expression darkened, showing how deeply he valued her and his inability to come to terms with losing her.
Beneath the surface anger, fear was eating away at him-the fear of losing Linsey forever.
It was clear now; Linsey was leaving him. She had made her choice to leave.
Until now, Felix hadn’t realized Linsey’s true worth to him.
Throughout their relationship, she responded to his slightest call without hesitation, never requiring him to put in any real effort.
Yet now, here she was, showing affection to another man.
Felix’s fists tightened in anger.
Curse that Collin. He refused to let someone with a disability take Linsey away from him.
He was determined to find a way to win her back!
New Book: Back Home to Marry Off Myself
Loredana’s father left the family for his mistress, leaving them to fend for themselves abroad. When life was at its toughest, her father showed up with “good news” after 8 years of absence: To marry off Loredana to a paralyzed son of the wealthy Mendelsohn family.