Forced Into Marriage: My Husband’s Too Mean novel Chapter 219

Zayn's words were arrogant. His hatred for Shaun Juhl far exceeded that of other men.

These words were just a warning to Shaun. Shaun himself was already in trouble, so he should not think of anyone else.

Although Shaun blamed his parents countless times, Shaun still could not stand by and watch them fall into Zayn's hands.

On the other hand, the guilt he felt for Lindsey was constantly attacking his conscience, making it difficult for him to speak up for his parents.

"Zayn Guggenheim, I’ll retreat. Just don't hurt my parents." After a long time, Shaun finally brought himself to say this.

Who knew Zayn just smiled coldly and said, "Do you think I’ll be grateful if you retreat? Shaun Juhl, Lindsey and I love each other."

Zayn pressed forward towards Shaun with bloodthirsty eyes. "We have been married for four years. You’re just an admirer that’s not even considered a third party in our relationship, so what does it matter to me if you retreat or not?"

After saying these words, Zayn straightened up and looked somewhere upstairs, as if he could see the one he cared about through the thick walls.

"Your parents raised Lindsey and sent her to me, so I won't take their lives. Please leave."

Zayn ignored Shaun's reaction and turned to go to the basement.

Three people were being held in the basement at that moment.

Before Zayn got close, he could hear Stephanie's harsh voice saying, "I really don't know! Please spare me..."

A chill flashed across Zayn’s eyes. If she had not raised Lindsey, just based on what she had done repeatedly over the years, it was too merciful to just break one of her arms.

When Soren saw Zayn coming in, he put down the small dagger he was holding. It was a dark-colored, specially-shaped dagger with an extremely thin blade and intricate patterns engraved on it.

Quentin was responsible for dealing with the other guests. He had checked all the surveillance recordings and did not see anything unusual in the other visitors. However, he noticed something off with one of the Guggenheim mansion’s maids, who was currently being locked up in the basement with the Juhls.

"President, they’ve confessed." Soren relaxed his brows and averted his eyes. Earlier when he was in front of Stephanie and the others, he looked cold and bloodthirsty. Now, he just looked like a silent, introverted man.

"They all said that a mysterious person gave them a sum of money in their accounts and asked them to do something at a specific time today. They were all blackmailed by the other party. If they didn't do what they were told, then they’ll be exposed. The other party also gave them a lot of money." Soren reported this with a somewhat peculiar tone, and only Zayn could hear the disgust in his voice.

"We were forced into this." Stephanie saw an opportunity and started shouting again.

Zayn looked at her with impatience, then someone came forward to gag her mouth.

He then glanced at Henry, who remained quiet the entire time even when his wife was being treated like that. Zayn sneered and thought, ‘It’s a little too late to cut off ties with her...’

Zayn stared at the ordinary-looking maid and asked, "When did she come in?"

His eyes were full of disdain.

"Then help her put it online. Those loan sharks must also be looking for Mr. and Mrs. Juhl, so send them to those people." Zayn was light-hearted as he said this like he was talking about something insignificant. He then ordered, "Don't let Lindsey know about this."

Behind him, Stephanie screamed, but it only sounded like a whimper to others. Her eyes suddenly rolled back and she passed out. Even Henry could not remain calm. The maid on the side was also speechless.

Zayn rubbed his brows. The fall weather was chilly. When Zayn walked into the bedroom, Lindsey was still fast asleep. Aside from her pale face, she looked well, so Zayn finally let out a sigh of relief.

He took a warm shower to warm himself up before walking towards the bed. He gently lifted the covers and kissed Lindsey’s wounded hand lightly.

The sleeping person was completely unaware. Zayn carefully got into bed and pulled her into his arms. He was careful not to touch her wounds and sighed in satisfaction.

The woman's waist was still slim without a sign of pregnancy yet. Zayn placed his hand on her belly as fear swept over him.

Zayn was never one to think about what-ifs, but at this moment while hugging Lindsey, he could not help but think what would happen if Lindsey’s reaction was not so quick or if the object that stabbed her was not a nail but a knife. What would he do then?

Lindsey’s health was not good to begin with. Being pregnant was already a great risk, but she must keep the child because if she did an abortion, she might never be able to conceive again.

Moreover, Lindsey tried so hard to protect this child. If anything were to really happen, Lindsey would be devastated.