Forced Into Marriage: My Husband’s Too Mean novel Chapter 397

"Don't worry, I won't let you starve anyhow." Zayn glanced at Dezi and pretended to be impatient, but the corners of his mouth were curled up.

After being comforted like this, Zayn’s heavy heart seemed to have lifted a bit. The three of them ate dinner happily.

Since they were ready to go back to the States, Zayn needed to hand over everything here properly before they left. Zayn took charge of everything without needing Lindsey to ask.

Lindsey took out some time to see Ginny. When Lindsey told her that she was going back, Ginny looked hopeful. Unfortunately, her belly was pretty big. Not to mention the long-distance flight, even if she went slightly further from the mansion, Terence would follow her closely.

From an outsider’s perspective, it was a sign that Terence pampered Ginny, but she was depressed all day long. Lindsey was worried and reminded Ginny to call her if she needed anything. She even joked that she wanted to be the godmother of her kid.

After Zayn finished handing over his work, he quickly solved Dezi’s passport issues. More than a month passed just like that.

Dezi, who did not even know what going back to the States meant, was affected by Lindsey’s excitement after so long that he even yearned to go back.

When the group, including Soren and Sieben, got on the plane back to Atlantic City, Lindsey already had a feeling of being close to home.

She was a little nervous, so she kept playing with Dezi’s hands, who was sitting in the middle. When she turned around, she found that both father and son were looking straight at her.

"If you squeeze his hand anymore, his fingers will probably stay short forever," Zayn said with a smile.

Lindsey quickly let go of the pinkish hand and did not know how to react for a moment. She looked at her precious little doll and said, “I’m sorry, baby. Did Mommy hurt you? Next time if you’re uncomfortable, find a way to tell Mommy, okay?”

In just over a month, Little Dezi grew fatter compared to when they first found him. He looked so puffy that he was extremely cute. He also did not reject the people around him as much. At least when Sieben wanted to play with him, he would not scratch her anymore. When he was in a good mood, he might also play with her for a long time.

However, he still could not speak, like a delicate porcelain doll.

Now, Little Dezi could vaguely understand what they were saying, which was a great improvement from the confused looks he gave them in the beginning. Perhaps because he learned English before, his learning ability was extraordinarily fast. This made Lindsey feel very proud that she picked up a genius baby.

Little Dezi listened to her words, but he shook his head and put his hands into Lindsey and Zayn's hands respectively.

Zayn and Lindsey looked at each other. They saw the little guy in front of them gently swinging his short legs that could not even reach the ground. He looked to be in a very good mood.

Lindsey held his hand tighter and looked at Zayn as her eyes said, “I think that Dezi seems to be very excited since he got on the plane.”

Zayn nodded helplessly and his expression clearly said, “Now you realize? He was already excited before he got on the plane...”

Lindsey was a little stunned. She probably did not notice because she was also too excited. So did that mean Little Dezi liked planes?

The long-haul flight was so tiring that Lindsey and Dezi fell asleep not long after takeoff and only woke up when the plane landed. They both had a sleepy look on their faces.

"Sleep a little more. It's okay, I'll carry you down later." Zayn's gentle voice seemed to hold some magical power that Lindsey almost fell asleep again, but she suddenly woke up with a jolt.

“We're here?!” Lindsey rubbed her face. "I can't sleep anymore."

On the way back to the Guggenheim mansion, Lindsey’s chest started to ache a little. She subconsciously placed her hand on the thing in her pocket and realized what she missed.

"We’re almost there." Zayn’s voice suddenly came to her ears and her hand was gently held by him.

Lindsey nodded and sighed as she said, “I wonder how’s Aunt Wendy and the others.”

It had not even been half a year, but after a close brush with death and everything they experienced, it felt like a lifetime.

All the servants at the Guggenheim mansion were standing at the entrance greeting them. Before Lindsey and Zayn got out of the car, they already saw Mrs. Wendy in tears.

After almost six months of not seeing her, Mrs. Wendy lost a lot of weight and looked older.

"Master! Madam! You’re finally back!" Mrs. Wendy's eyes were watery and her face was full of joy. When she saw Dezi, whom Lindsey was holding, she was so excited that she stuttered, "This...this is..."

Lindsey had already called and told her about Dezi. She nodded and said, "Yes, this is Little Dezi."

"Dezi, this is Grandma Wendy."

Mrs. Wendy quickly waved. “Oh no, I’m not sure how the Old Master and the Old Madam will feel about this...”