Forced Into Marriage: My Husband’s Too Mean novel Chapter 449

"What? Divorced?" Ann's already large eyes widened even more and looked a little exaggerated. It even gave Zayn the feeling that her eyes would suddenly fall out.

Zayn swept past her face without lingering and nodded very calmly.

Ann looked at Zayn's right hand. His wedding ring had already been taken off. Moreover, Zayn could not possibly lie about this matter, so she believed what Zayn said.

She never thought that they would get divorced so quickly. Ann thought that Zayn was living in a hotel because he did not want to live in Shaun's villa and was mad with Lindsey, but she never thought that the two had already gotten divorced.

Ann wanted to laugh out loud. They got divorced so quickly. It seemed that Zayn and Lindsey's feelings were not that deep after all.

Although she was overjoyed in her heart, Ann still held back from showing it.

"Why?" She asked with a frown and looked puzzled. At the same time, she sized up Zayn.

Zayn was undoubtedly very attractive from all aspects. The deep love he had for Lindsey before also added to his charm.

He obviously did not want to talk more about this and did not answer. Instead, he asked Ann about the collaboration.

Even though he was not willing to say, Ann could probably guess the reason. When Zayn was locked up, Lindsey and Shaun’s scandals were rampant. Moreover, these two used to be love rivals, so it was normal that Zayn could not stand it.

However, the divorce was a bit sudden and unexpected even for her. Could there be another reason that she was not aware of?

Ann pondered and her heart was burning with curiosity, but she did not forget the reason she asked Zayn out today.

When it came to business, Zayn was more talkative. In the end, the coldness on his face dispersed and even showed a smile because of Ann’s witty words.

"Mr. Guggenheim, let's drink to our cooperation in the near future." Ann raised her glass. The red wine made her fingers seem even whiter.

Zayn gently lifted his glass and clinked it with her before he took another small sip.

"It's getting late. Let's call it a day." Zayn wiped his mouth with a napkin. Such a simple action was extraordinarily attractive coming from him.

A faint smile appeared on Ann's face. "Okay, let's go."

After saying that, she took the lead and got up, then turned around to get her purse that she had put aside.

Zayn also stood up like a gentleman and waited for Ann to be done.

Unexpectedly, Ann, who had picked up her bag, suddenly twisted her foot the moment she turned around and leaned over in Zayn's direction because she lost her footing.

Zayn frowned, but his reflexes were quick as he reached out and supported her arm.

After Ann borrowed his arm strength to stand firm, she "accidentally" fell into Zayn's embrace.

She looked startled as she grabbed the clothes on Zayn's chest. She looked up at the man in front of her with tears in her eyes. "OMG, that scared me. Are you okay, Mr. Guggenheim?"

Zayn's eyes did not fluctuate as he looked at her and said in a dull voice, "I’m fine."

Then, his arm that was holding Ann's hand forcefully pushed her away from him. "Ms. Ann, can you still stand firm?"

Ann followed his action and stood up straight. A touch of shyness surfaced on her face. "Yes, my apologies, Mr. Guggenheim."

Zayn did not say anything and only made a gesture for her to walk forward. He then walked in front of her.

Ann gritted her teeth and followed Zayn's footsteps. She said, "Mr. Guggenheim, since we’re so familiar with each other, you don’t have to call me Ms. Ann. Just call me Ann directly. Should I also address you by your first name?"

She suddenly changed the way she addressed him, but Zayn did not have any reaction and still treated her the same as before.

After getting into the car, Zayn gave the driver her address and told him to take Ann home first. He then closed his eyes, which meant that he was not willing to talk anymore.

Ann tried several times to find a chance to talk to him, but she chose to give up because of the look on his face.

She repeatedly told herself not to be too hasty because it was not that easy to break through Zayn’s defenses.

When Ann looked at Zayn’s perfectly sculpted side profile, she only felt the urge to destroy him.

Soon, the driver parked the car outside Ann’s neighborhood.

"Ms. Ann, we're here."

"Okay." Ann smiled. "Thank you."

She looked at Zayn again and found that he did not show any signs of waking up. She wondered if he was really that tired.

Ann simply lowered her voice and said to the driver, "Your President looks very tired, so I won't wake him up."

After saying that, she lifted the hem of her dress and got out of the car modestly.

"Take me to Opal Suites." The car door just closed when the driver suddenly heard Zayn’s voice.

The driver was taken aback. "President, you're not asleep?"

Zayn glanced at him through the rearview mirror and did not say anything.