Chapter 630 I Need To


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    Linsey''s face was unreadable as she looked at Gorman. "You agreed to this?"


    Gorman''s eyes met Linsey''s briefly before he averted his gaze, a sense of unease washing over him. "The way


    the Lawson family had treated you was unfair, and it angered me. So yes, I let Alexa initiate her n, waiting for the moment to reveal your true identity to you."


    As she processed his words, Linsey studied Gorman''s demeanor, realizing he had indeed been aware of


    everything from the start.


    Given Gorman''s characteristically bizarre methods, Linsey quickly epted his actions as typical of his approach.


    Aware of the injustices Linsey had endured from the Lawson family, Gorman had consented to Alexa''s n,


    letting her challenge the Lawson family directly.


    This strategy meant that upon discovering Linsey was part of the family, the Lawson family would inevitably


    confront the guilt and remorse of their past deeds.


    The revtion of her true heritage had unfolded under Gorman''s arrangement, allowing Linsey to hear the


    truth firsthand.


    Atst, it all made sense to Linsey-why her features mirrored M''s and Jeffery''s so closely. They were her


    family by blood.


    Yet, with the full picture clear, Linsey found no satisfaction in meeting her biological parents.


    Despite the resolution of her identity and Carol''s death, happiness eluded her.


    Gorman kept his eyes fixed on Linsey''s face, studying every flicker of emotion that crossed it.


    He was certain she didn''t doubt a single word he had spoken.


    He understood all too well-if Linsey ever discovered that he had been the one to end Carol''s life, she would


    never live with the fact that he was a killer.


    Compelled to protect Linsey from those who wronged her, Gorman felt justified in his actions, crafting his story meticulously to absolve himself from any direct me.


    In the dim light of a bustling bar, Collin''s usually charming face was shadowed by sadness.


    He inhaled sharply, ready to finish his drink in one fierce gulp.


    Out of nowhere, a hand pressed down on his, halting his motion. "That''s enough, Collin. You''ve been at this for days," Dustin intervened.


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    He attempted to pry the ss from Collin''s grip, but Collin dodged effortlessly.


    "I need to drink," Collin murmured, his voice raspy and his face emotionless.


    With his ss empty, he gestured for the bartender to pour another. Watching him like that, Dustin feltpletely helpless. All he could do was ask, "Is this really how you n to keep living-just letting yourself waste away?"


    A hollow chuckle escaped Collin, his eyes reflecting profound sorrow rather than joy. "A week ago, I was nning to propose. Now, I''m on the brink of divorcing Linsey."


    Dustin took a seat next to him, his brow furrowed with concern. "Why agree to go through with the divorce if you don''t want it?"


    Collin''s response was a cold, hard stare.


    Dustin caught on right away. "Alright, fine. I''ll take it back, all right?"


    Looking away, Collin whispered, "I can''t stand up to Linsey... I''ve never been able to refuse her anything,"


    He let out a bitter, self-mocking smile before continuing, "Linsey already despises me. I can''t give her more reason to hate me, and I refuse to let her stay buried in sorrow because of what I''ve done."


    Collin paused for a moment before adding, "I''m left with no other option but to divorce Linsey."


    Dustin exhaled deeply and said, "You should have been honest with her from the start. Your fear made you dy everything. Now, the borate proposal you nned is just a dream. How could she possibly perceive your true feelings?"