We will always try to update and open chapters as soon as possible every day. Thank you very much, readers, for always following the website!

Marrying A Secret Zillionaire Happy Ever After (Linsey)

Chapter 128
  • Background
    Font family
    Font size
    Line hieght
    Full frame
    No line breaks
  • Next Chapter

Chapter 128 Chapter? My Concern Your Health /s Linsey strode over to Collin's wheelchair and, with a gentle but firm hand, propelled him into the room.

"Hey now." Collin chuckled. "I'm not completely helpless, you know." Linsey's smile faded. "Collin, I spoke with Dr. Larson today about your legs. He's optimistic about your chances for recovery. You promised you'd prioritize your health, and I'm holding you to that. No more excuses. Your well- being isn't just about you anymore." Collin's eyebrows shot up in surprise. "And why is that?" he inquired, a playful smirk tugging at his lips.

"Because as your wife," Linsey stated matter-of-factly. "Your health is my concern. Neglecting it is tantamount to neglecting me." A deep chuckle rumbled in Collin's chest. "Well then, I suppose you'll have to take extra good care of me, won't you?" After a beat, he asked, "So, what else did Dominic have to say?" Linsey's thoughts immediately flew to the stack of massage therapy books she had brought home. "Dr. Larson recommended regular massage for your legs," she explained. "So, I spent the entire afternoon at the library, immersing myself in the world of massage therapy. I'm practically a professional now." "So," she continued, her smile widening. "How about I give it a shot? I promise I'll be gentle. Trust me!" Collin's eyes softened as he listened to Linsey's enthusiastic proposal.

Follow on NovᴇlEnglish.nᴇt

He hadn't expected her to go to such lengths, spending an entire day researching massage techniques.

After a thoughtful pause, he said, "Linsey, you were just discharged from the hospital yourself. You need to rest, not exert yourself. Let's save the massage for another tand get ssleep." "But I've been hfor two days now," she countered gently. "I'm feeling much better. It's just a massage. It won't tireout." Linsey was determined to help Collin walk again, and she knew that every moment counted.

The sooner they started, the sooner he could be free of the wheelchair.

A thoughtful expression crossed Collin's face. "You know, you've done so much for me. I feel like I should do something for you in return. Instead of you massaging me, why don't I give you a massage? You can take this opportunity to relax." Linsey was surprised by his suggestion and couldn't help but steal a glance at his handsface. "You know how to give a massage?" she asked, her voice laced with disbelief.

Collin's expression remained calm and collected. "Not yet, but I'm a fast learner. I hope you'll givethe chance." His voice lowered slightly as he added, "Since you can learn to massage me, I can certainly do the sfor you." 0.0% 16:06 100 0% Chapter 128 Your Health Is My Concern Linsey was taken aback, a strange feeling bubbling up within her.

It was a feeling of warmth and tenderness, like a gentle spring breeze caressing her heart.

Later that evening, after freshening up, she sat down in front of him, a sense of anticipation hanging in the air. Collin lowered his head, his gaze drawn to the delicate curve of her neck.

Her skin was so smooth and delicate that it seemed as though even the slightest touch would leave a trace. "Have you been feeling any soreness or discomfort lately?" he asked.

Follow on Novᴇl-Onlinᴇ.cᴏm

Linsey considered his question for a moment before pressing her om shoulder: "I've been spending a lot of thunched over my drawing table, and my shoulders are a bit sore." Collin nodded in understanding. Without hesitation, he placed his broad hands on her shoulders.

The instant his hands made contact with her skin, Linsey's heart skipped a heart beat. She instinctively held her beat.

breath, the warmth from his hands seeping through the thin fabric of her pajamas and onto her skin.

Linsey tried to maintain her composure, silently chiding herself for her flustered reaction. It was just almassage; there was no need to get worked up over it.