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Forced Into Marriage: My Husband’s Too Mean novel Chapter 359

Summary for Chapter 359 How Could It Not Hurt?: Forced Into Marriage: My Husband’s Too Mean

Chapter 359 How Could It Not Hurt? – A Turning Point in Forced Into Marriage: My Husband’s Too Mean by Internet

In this chapter of Forced Into Marriage: My Husband’s Too Mean, Internet introduces major changes to the story. Chapter 359 How Could It Not Hurt? shifts the narrative tone, revealing secrets, advancing character arcs, and increasing stakes within the Romance genre.

Lindsey froze, then gently rested her fingers on his back and carefully asked, "Does it still hurt?"

Zayn shook his head. It stopped hurting a long time ago. Even if it did, Zayn would not say so.

"Can I take a look?" Lindsey's other hand clutched the shirt on Zayn's chest and gradually tightened.

The look on her face was heartbreaking. Her fear, caution, and panic turned into a large spike that poked straight into Zayn's chest.

Zayn unconsciously tightened his grip and pressed his forehead against Lindsey’s. "Don’t look. There’s nothing to see."

"But I want to." Lindsey was unfazed by his refusal and looked at him with pleading eyes. "Let me see, please?"

What man could refuse their beloved when she looked at him like this?

Zayn did not want Lindsey to see it because he was afraid that she would blame herself, but he was also worried that if he refused, it would backfire.

The gauze on Zayn's back had not been fully removed. As he took off his shirt, the pink wounds came into Lindsey’s view.

The scabs already started to fall off in places where the wounds were shallow. The deeper wounds were still covered in gauze and there was a faint redness underneath.

Zayn had his back turned to Lindsey, so he could not see the look on her face, but he could feel Lindsey's fingers trembling gently on his back.

"It’s really fine. Back then, I didn’t feel much before I fainted. After I woke up, it didn’t hurt much. I was too careless and fell into Liam Wilford’s trap." Zayn took all the responsibility for the injury onto himself and repeatedly emphasized that it was not painful, as if he was a robot that did not feel pain.

As he said this, Zayn wanted to put his shirt back on but Lindsey grabbed his collar to stop him.

Lindsey looked at his crisscrossed scars and felt like she could see the critical situation at that time. How could it not hurt at all?

She did not dare to touch Zayn with force and gently stroked each of his exposed scars. She dared not imagine how Zayn actually endured this.

Behind him, Zayn could hear small gasps from Lindsey, as if she felt the pain.

Zayn finally could not help himself and turned around. He saw Lindsey's face which was covered in tears as she desperately tried to suppress her sobs, so much so that her shoulders were shaking.

He sighed and did not even bother to put on his shirt before he reached out to embrace Lindsey. "It already healed. Look at me now, aren't I fine?"

"It's all my fault," Lindsey said this one sentence and did not say another word for a long time after. She only sobbed softly.

Lindsey desperately tried to suppress and restrain her tears, but she could not hold them back.

"It's really fine. It's okay. It'll completely heal soon. Believe me." Zayn tirelessly comforted her. When he felt Lindsey's tears on him, he was completely powerless.

During this period, Lindsey's emotional ups and downs were becoming more drastic and Zayn did not know what to do.

What he was most afraid of was that Lindsey was just like this. She was clearly suppressing a lot of emotions in her heart, yet she was not willing to actively tell him. Just like this evening when he returned, she smiled happily and pretended as if nothing happened.

At night, Zayn ordered the kitchen to make some hot chocolate. Lindsey drank it so that Zayn would not feel worried and seemed to be much calmer. Zayn then felt a little relieved.

They did not speak again for the whole night. The next day, Zayn had a lot of work to do, but he deliberately put it all off and stayed home with Lindsey.

Lindsey and Ginny were crying tears of joy. When Sieben hugged them, they just burst into laughter.

They let go of each other after a while. Only then did they have time to examine each other carefully.

Ginny had not seen Lindsey in more than a year. At that time, Ginny scrutinized her and realized that Lindsey was very thin, as if a gust of wind could blow her away at any moment. The toughness on her face seemed to be gone, replaced by sadness.

Lindsey was not wearing makeup and had her hair tied up casually, but because of the change in her temperament, she looked so stunning.

On the other hand, Lindsey’s gaze landed on Ginny’s protruding belly that could not even be covered with baggy clothes.

Ginny did not gain much weight during her pregnancy. The carefree liveliness in her gradually faded because of the child and she became calmer.

When the two of them met each other again, they felt like they had not seen each other in a lifetime.

Lindsey carefully stretched out her hand and touched Ginny's belly. She smiled and said, "Has it been four months? It looks that big to me."

Ginny knew that Lindsey had just lost her baby, so she did not want Lindsey to get emotional. She reached out and held Lindsey's hand as she smiled lightly. "Four months and one week. Lindsey, your garden looks really nice! Can you show me around?"

"Okay." Lindsey naturally agreed. "Let's go!"

Lindsey took Ginny in one hand and Sieben in the other. She then looked at Zayn and smiled with her eyes before she led the two ladies to the garden.

The two men naturally had their own things to talk about, but somehow, the intimacy that Ginny showed to Lindsey made Terence feel a little bitter, so much so that he even put away his trademark fake smile that was always on his face.

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