Forced Into Marriage: My Husband’s Too Mean novel Chapter 159

"Zayn Guggenheim! Shut up!" Lindsey was dying of shame and anger. She never noticed before that Zayn was such a talkative man.

Zayn cooperatively shut his mouth and did not speak for a while. Lindsey waited until her face was not so flushed before she stole a glimpse at Zayn. She noticed that he was standing with his eyes lowered and she could not tell what the expression on his face was. She also felt a little sorry for him.

She pursed her lips and said in a low voice, “I...I was drugged. You could’ve gotten a doctor.”

When Lindsey mentioned that she was drugged, Zayn's face became extremely gloomy. He initially wanted to say something, but after thinking about it, he suppressed his temper and said, “How do you know if I didn’t get a doctor?”

Zayn unhurriedly tapped on his phone again and another recording played. It was a conversation between Zayn and the doctor last night. Zayn's voice was cold and through the phone, Lindsey could imagine how glum his face must have looked.

Lindsey's eyes widened and said, "How did you even think of recording this?"

Zayn did not say a word as he stared at her, but his eyes were clearly screaming, “Because of what you’re doing now!”

Actually, he did not care that much to do it yesterday. This was just a precautionary measure he thought of when he got the doctor to check Lindsey's body for residual drug effects this morning.

Lindsey lowered her head.

Zayn ignored her shyness and frankly said, “Also, this is my house.”

This was a response to Lindsey's first question.

As expected, Lindsey carefully surveyed her surroundings and found that even though the room layout was similar to hers, the furnishings were different. The room was in shades of black, white, and gray and it had a simple style.

Lindsey was already so ashamed that she could not lift her head, but Zayn still continued, “Even though you keep wanting a divorce, considering that you were drugged and we’re still married, I won’t hold you responsible.”

As he said this, he coughed lightly and added, "Even if I was taken advantage of last night, this is the least I can offer you."

Zayn’s face seemed very aggrieved when he said that.

Lindsey instantly felt like she was being strangled and could not say a word.

This was truly her fault. She kept saying that she wanted a divorce, but in the end, she was the one who took the initiative to sleep with him.

Lindsey lightly punched the quilt. She was so annoyed at herself and felt that she certainly could not bring herself to ask Zayn for a divorce for the time being.

Zayn knew that he should not tease Lindsey too much in case it backfired, so he touched his nose and said, “You were a little feverish before dawn but you don’t have a fever anymore. Your fingerprint is already recorded on the door and someone will come over to send you your meal. Remember to get dressed before you open the door. I still have some matters at the office, so I'll head out first."

His voice was gentle and Lindsey still did not return to her senses yet. She watched as he walked to the door and suddenly thought of something, so she asked, "Umm..."

Zayn stopped and turned his head slightly to look at Lindsey. She bit her lip and worked up the courage to ask, “Did you use any contraceptives last night?”

His eyes instantly turned cold. Lindsey’s head was lowered, so she did not see it. She only heard the man's voice lose its tenderness. It sounded cold and stiff when he said, "Yeah."

"Okay, that's good..."

Lindsey let out a small sigh of relief and looked up, but found that Zayn had already left.

She felt a little uncomfortable and put aside the idea of going back to her apartment first as she decided to just take a nice bath at the moment.

The clothes she wore last night were gone and there was a neatly folded shirt on the bed. She knew it was Zayn's at first glance, so she casually draped it over her body and went into the bathroom.

When she looked at herself in the bathroom mirror, she saw the red marks that covered all parts of her body like tiny petals and secretly cursed Zayn.

"I asked, why didn’t you return my messages?" Zayn patiently repeated the question he had just asked.

Lindsey steadied her mind and said, "I was getting changed, so I didn't see it."

"Did you find out where your clothes are?" Zayn let out a small sigh of relief. It was good that she did not find out that he had lied to her.

Lindsey nodded lightly but only realized that Zayn could not see it after, so she said, "Yeah."

Zayn did not explain why he had brought her old clothes over and Lindsey could not bring herself to ask him.

The two of them were silent for a while. Just as Zayn was about to hang up, Lindsey suddenly called out, "Zayn..."

"Hmm?"

The man's low voice sounded like a pleasant note through the call and Lindsey suddenly did not feel like asking anymore.

She casually said, "Nothing. I just wanted to call you."

Across the phone, Zayn's lips hooked up into the smile and he did not even hear the words of the driver in front of him. He just replied with another "mmm".

After hanging up the phone, Lindsey realized that she was blushing.

‘It’s just one phone call. What are you shy about?’

Lindsey clicked on her phone and found that the message from Zayn was to inform her where her clothes were.