Chapter 472 Am I Not Sitting Here? – Highlight Chapter from Forced Into Marriage: My Husband’s Too Mean
Chapter 472 Am I Not Sitting Here? is a standout chapter in Forced Into Marriage: My Husband’s Too Mean by Internet, where the pace intensifies and character dynamics evolve. Rich in drama and tension, this part of the story grips readers and pushes the Romance narrative into new territory.
Shaun took a deep breath and felt that Zayn now had four big words written on his face, "Come beat me up then!"
He was indeed very upset, so he was even more annoyed with Zayn. However, he could not hit Zayn in front of so many people.
As there were only two of them, Shaun simply talked about another matter. "Is Terence really dead?"
Zayn thought that Shaun would argue with him and did not expect him to change the topic so quickly.
When he heard Shaun's words, Zayn paused for a moment before he said with some seriousness, "I don't know."
Shaun frowned. Before he could say anything, Zayn said in a flat voice, “I got the news when Old Master Moeller died. I thought that Terence would just inherit the Moeller family business, but three days later, Terence came to me for help. By the time my people rushed to the location provided by Terence, he had already disappeared. The only thing that Jared Moeller announced to the public was that Terence had killed Old Master Moeller and committed suicide out of guilt after fleeing."
Speaking of this, Zayn shrugged. "That's it. That's all I know."
This was similar to what Shaun knew as well. The situation in Germany was in turmoil. With news of Old Master Moeller and Terence Moeller’s deaths, the blow to the Moeller family was unprecedented.
Logically speaking, Jared Moeller should have his hands full already, so how could he still have time to hunt down Ginny Young?
The Moeller family's affairs were a mess. Moreover, it was unbelievable that Finn Moeller did not go back to mourn his grandfather's death.
When Shaun thought of Finn, his fingers clenched abruptly at his side.
The two of them had their own thoughts. After Felipe Jipson came out of the building with a grim face, they cooperated to make a statement. Lindsey and Ginny were also taken to the police station.
The few injured people were transferred to the hospital for treatment.
Ginny, who had cleaned up nicely, appeared in front of them once again. Although she was still thin and haggard, she looked to be in a much better mental state.
She was holding her baby, who was still sound asleep in her arms, and answered everything the police asked.
Ginny did not hide her identity and even cooperated in describing the entire situation so calmly that the young policeman in charge kept glancing at her sideways.
"Ms. Young, since you’ve been in the country for three days, why haven't you sought police protection?" This was the most mysterious part.
Ginny’s tender eyes as she looked at her baby abruptly turned sharp as she looked at him. "Am I not sitting here now?"
The young police officer was dumbfounded by her rhetorical question.
By the time they got out of the police station, it was already past midnight. Ginny applied for police protection and temporarily stayed at the police station.
The few of them dozed off and woke up one after another. They did not know what was the exact process, but by the end of it, they were clear of all suspicions.
Zayn said that it was his bodyguards that injured those men. Although their methods were a bit gruesome, compared to the assassin’s methods, Zayn was considered mild. The real murderer had already been arrested, so Felipe Jipson turned a blind eye to the rest of the details.
Lindsey’s eyes were bloodshot and could not conceal her exhaustion. When she walked out of the police station, she rubbed her eyes and yawned.
When she heard the door open, Mrs. Wendy stood up and looked at Lindsey with a worried face. "What's going on? Why are you so late?"
Lindsey was stunned to see that Mrs. Wendy had not slept yet. She did not mention a thing about the corpses, nor did she say anything about Ginny. She only told Mrs. Wendy that her friend’s husband's family had undergone a huge change, so her friend came back to seek help.
Mrs. Wendy sighed after listening to the brief story. "The child is still so small. What a pity."
Thinking of the little baby in Ginny's arms who was as thin as a kitten, Lindsey also sighed faintly.
Sieben was not at all affected by the events during the day. Lindsey went to Sieben’s room to check on her. She was just about to help Sieben cover up with the quilt that she had kicked aside, but the sleeping Sieben suddenly opened her eyes and looked at Lindsey with a dark gaze.
Lindsey was startled as Sieben's hands tightened around her wrist like metal pincers.
"Sieben, it's me." Lindsey did not want to startle Sieben and slowed down her voice as much as possible.
After staring straight at Lindsey for a few seconds, a touch of unhappiness from being woken up crept into Sieben's eyes. She muttered, "Lindsey..." Her hands that were holding Lindsey abruptly loosened and she fell back into a deep sleep.
Lindsey’s tense nerves also relaxed abruptly. When Sieben looked at her earlier, Lindsey was so startled that she held her breath.
She gently helped Sieben to pull the quilt over her body. Perhaps Sieben subconsciously knew that it was Lindsey, so she did not wake up this time. Lindsey took one last look at her sleeping face and could not hide the worry in her eyes as she closed the door and walked out.
Lindsey then went to check on Dezi, who was sleeping with the blanket well covered. His small mouth was slightly open and he looked so adorable.
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