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Forced Into Marriage: My Husband’s Too Mean novel Chapter 156

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"Where did this pretty little lady come from?" The man was impolite and directly draped his arm over Lindsey's shoulders as he tried to flirt with her.

Lindsey’s face instantly darkened. This touch made her very uncomfortable and she shook it off abruptly. "Look, you little tw*t. I’m old enough to be your aunt."

‘I’m older, so what little lady are you referring to?’

The man froze, then looked at Ian Emerson. Suddenly, he laughed and said, "Aunty, you sure don't look like it."

Lindsey felt that he was only laughing so hard because he had way too much alcohol that it muddled his brain.

She said frankly, "Also, don’t call me Aunty. I’m certainly not related to a useless person like you."

The smile on the man's face faded. Even Ian froze for a moment.

The atmosphere between them seemed to turn awkward. Allie was observing from the side and no one noticed that she was still clutching the phone in her bag.

There was a message on her phone that she had already typed out before they got here. She was just waiting for the right moment to send it.

"Ms. Juhl, I like your sass!" Ian laughed and said, "Cheers!"

"I don't drink."

Ian's face remained unchanged. "How can you come to a club and not drink? Who are you kidding, Ms. Juhl? Just one sip. Asher, get Ms. Juhl a glass of wine."

Asher was the man next to Lindsey.

As soon as Ian said that, Asher had already brought the glass to Lindsey's lips.

Lindsey was unprepared and quickly leaned backward. She was infuriated. "I said I don't drink!"

"Ms. Juhl, what are you talking about? You came out to have fun! Come, I'll feed you." Asher said as he held Lindsey's shoulder, trying to force wine into her mouth.

He was a lot stronger than her, so she could not push him away. The glass was already at her lips when she suddenly became enraged. “Get lost!”

The wine in Asher's hand was slapped away by Lindsey and the glass shattered on the ground.

The crisp sound immediately attracted everyone’s attention in the room. The games on the other side suddenly stopped and everyone looked their way.

"Ian, Asher, what happened?" Someone asked.

Ian was angered by Lindsey’s actions.

"Motherf*cker! Why can’t you just play along?" He roared in a low voice.

Lindsey no longer wanted to continue babbling with them and stood up to pull Allie, who had her head down looking like a timid baby bird. "Let's go."

Allie was pulled up by Lindsey, but from the corner of her eye, she watched Ian and Asher.

She saw that the two men glanced at each other with a mutual understanding and felt at ease.

Allie did not want them to do anything to actually harm Lindsey. She just wanted to use them to play a game.

The corners of Allie's lips quietly curled up.

Lindsey took a step forward with Allie in tow. Unfortunately, they were stopped by Asher.

Ian got up and stood in front of the two ladies. "Ms. Juhl, what kind of place do you think this is that you can just come and go as you wish?"

After saying that, he reached out and grabbed Allie's shoulder. His fingers went around to the front and lifted Allie's chin. "Why did you bring such a party pooper?"

Allie also looked a little annoyed. She brushed his hand away and said, "Don't make things difficult for her."

Lindsey saw that Asher was behind her and looking at their attitude, they probably would not let them get away so easily today. She frowned and thought that she should have just told Liam Wilford and let him handle it.

The man's frivolous voice rang in her ears. "Ms. Juhl, you’re drunk even before you had anything to drink...you should take a seat and rest."

The noise in the private room resumed. Lindsey had no strength to struggle and could only feel that her body was placed on a soft cushion.

She could no longer control her consciousness and could only feel that someone was touching her face and was pulling up her shirt.

Lindsey bit the tip of her tongue and the metallic taste of blood filled her mouth, dragging her sanity back for a short moment.

She tugged at her clothes and hugged herself in a self-protective stance as she said softly, "Don't touch me! Go away..."

Someone was talking next to her, but Lindsey could not even hear a word clearly. Her senses were still there, but she just could not move her body.

Lindsey wondered how Allie was doing.

Her heart surged with uneasiness as she did not expect this group of people to use such underhanded means.

When she felt a hand trying to pull at her arms, Lindsey hugged her clothes tighter.

Her heart surged with despair.

‘What should I do?’

Suddenly, there was a loud sound around her, as if someone had barged into the room. Then, the noise subsided until there was silence.

Lindsey felt that the person who was trying to molest her had been thrown out and a familiar feeling enveloped her.

"Zayn..."

Her lips moved gently and she let out a muffled purr, but surprisingly, Zayn heard it clearly.

"I’m right here." His voice was incredibly gentle in Lindsey's ears.

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