Forced Into Marriage: My Husband’s Too Mean novel Chapter 395

That afternoon, all the maids in the villa knew that the Young Master had peed all over the Master.

Lindsey laughed as she sat at the dining table waiting for them. She then saw Zayn carrying Dezi downstairs with Dezi’s little butt resting on his arm.

She took two steps forward to take over the little one into her arms. Dezi immediately stretched out his arms and hugged her neck tightly. He looked so aggrieved.

Lindsey originally wanted to tell him that he should not pee on Zayn, but when she saw him like this, her heart melted. She gently patted his back and said, "Daddy’s so mean. Did he bully you again?"

Dezi, who was glued to Lindsey's neck, nodded his head gently. Lindsey glared at Zayn with blame, which made Zayn's face turn darker.

However, he did not bother with her. Instead, he pulled Dezi out of Lindsey's arms and placed him on the high chair at the dining table.

Not a word was said, but he looked very fierce.

"Why don’t you both ever get along?" Lindsey's voice with a hint of laughter sounded behind Zayn. She walked over and already saw that Zayn had placed some food on her plate. Her heart melted into a soft mess.

Zayn did not speak and looked up at her. Lindsey felt that Zayn even looked aggrieved. She sat down next to Zayn, then she looked at Dezi, who was sitting on her right, with a straight face. “Did you purposely pee on Daddy?”

Lindsey spoke slower as she was afraid that Dezi could not understand her. Little Dezi looked up at Lindsey looking aggrieved. He sneaked a glance at her and looked down again.

The scales in Lindsey's heart tipped in favor toward the little guy in front of her again.

"You can’t hold it, right?" Lindsey could not maintain her stern face as she asked him in a soft voice.

Little Dezi nodded.

Dezi could interact with Lindsey using small movements, but he still would not talk. Most of the time, Lindsey could still get his response.

Lindsey looked at Zayn again, then educated Dezi. "You have to tell Daddy next time, or point to the bathroom so we'll know, okay?"

They had never raised a child before and did not know that children generally needed to go to the bathroom as soon as they woke up, which was also a mistake on their part. However, Lindsey did not know whether Dezi could not hold it in or if he did it on purpose. She thought of Dezi’s little smile after he peed all over Zayn and thought it might not be that simple.

Dezi nodded obediently.

Lindsey just let it slide and stroked his head. "Good boy, let's eat."

When she turned her head, she found Zayn looking at her with dark eyes and an expression that looked like he had been abandoned.

Somehow, Lindsey reached out to stroke Zayn’s head and coaxed him with the same gentle voice she used on Dezi. “Good boy, let’s eat.”

A few moments later, Zayn's second roar of the day sounded from the dining room, “Lindsey Juhl, do you have a death wish?!”

Lindsey and Dezi slept too much in the afternoon, so when Zayn came out of the study and returned to the bedroom at night, the mother-son pair were still in high spirits as they played games while lying on the bed.

When Zayn pushed the door open, the warm light landed on the two people on the bed.

They were wearing matching pajamas and even looked up at the same time when they heard Zayn coming in. That bit of anger Zayn had suddenly disappeared.

Zayn looked unmoved and said arrogantly, "I’ll go home and build one for you. When the time comes, you can bring him there to play."

Lindsey immediately let go of Zayn’s sleeve and looked to the front as she muttered, "That won’t even be fun. There are so many children here and Dezi doesn’t have anyone his age to play with."

The more she said this, the more aggrieved she became and sounded like she was about to cry.

Zayn sighed and pulled her into his arms. He compromised and said, "Fine, let’s go, but I’ll have to accompany you both."

Lindsey’s frown immediately turned into a big smile. She looked at Zayn with excitement and light in her eyes. "You said so! No backsies! Let's make a pinky promise with Daddy."

Dezi did not know what a pinky promise was, so Lindsey guided him and pulled Zayn’s hand so that they could make a pinky promise.

Their hands were so different in size that Lindsey could not help but take out her phone to snap a picture. Zayn just looked at her helplessly and dotingly. “Are you done?”

Lindsey held both of them in each hand and smiled so brightly.

For the first time in his life, Zayn, the President of the Guggenheim Empire, entered a children's playground and he felt very uncomfortable.

Lindsey thought that it was amusing. Even Dezi looked around expectantly. When he saw all the children playing happily, he looked hopeful.

Zayn softened his expression and looked back to see Lindsey right by him. She was so content as she said, “Thanks, Daddy!”