Forced Into Marriage: My Husband’s Too Mean novel Chapter 493

"I don’t think Zayn sent this." Lindsey skimmed through the contents once, then closed the invitation and casually threw it on the table.

Mrs. Wendy was stunned. "Then who else could it be?"

Lindsey did not say that it was Ann because telling her would only add to her worries.

Luckily, Mrs. Wendy did not care who was the sender. She was more concerned about something else and took Lindsey's arm as she said seriously, "Ignore them. I think Zayn lost his mind and doesn't even know what he’s doing. I can tell from a glance that the woman isn’t a good person. Let's just ignore him."

Lindsey's depressed mood was somehow lifted and she wanted to laugh. She held Mrs. Wendy’s hand and said, "Don't worry, I wasn't planning to go."

Ann had sent her an invitation so that Lindsey could watch them getting engaged with her own eyes. Although she did not know what it meant to Ann, Lindsey did not want to be played by someone else.

Or did Ann want to see her cause havoc at their engagement ceremony? Lindsey really could not understand this. What kind of person would rush to invite their fiance's ex-wife to their engagement ceremony? This Ann was certainly insane.

Besides the initial pinprick of pain in her heart, Lindsey did not care about this so-called invitation, but she obviously underestimated some people’s shamelessness.

When Lindsey went to pick Dezi up from school in the evening, she asked him about his day while holding the little guy's hand as they walked back to the car.

Although Dezi was usually not very expressive, he would normally give a little response no matter what Lindsey said.

However, there was only silence today. Lindsey felt it and simply did not speak again until she got to the car.

Dezi habitually climbed in the back seat. Unexpectedly, Lindsey sat next to him.

Lindsey pinched his soft little cheek and held his hand. “What’s wrong? Tell Mommy.”

The little guy pouted to show that he was upset, then he pulled the small school bag to his side. There was not much in his school bag. He unzipped it and fished out what he put in at noon without much effort, then held it up to Lindsey.

It was a pink invitation with a gold stamp. The style was so familiar that Lindsey felt that prick again.

The calmness on her face disappeared. Her eyes were stern and her grip on Dezi's hand became a little tighter. "Where did this come from?"

Dezi pressed his lips together and shook his head.

He was so upset, so it was obvious that he already knew what it was.

Lindsey took the invitation from him, flipped it open, and looked at it. It was exactly the same as the one she had received in the morning. The only difference was that the name of the invitee was changed from Lindsey Juhl to Dezi Juhl.

She simply could not help but sneer in her heart. That woman was getting out of line! She could tolerate all the provocations from her, but not when it came to her child.

She first called the kindergarten teacher. The teacher said that a child's parent met Dezi. When he saw that Dezi was so cute, he said a few words to Dezi. They had a performance to prepare in the afternoon, so they did not pay attention to it.

"Ms. Fallon, this child's parent gave Dezi an invitation and also said some inappropriate words to him. Can you please give me this parent's contact information?" Lindsey tried to be as polite as possible, but she still sounded vexed.

The teacher's voice suddenly got nervous. She was a bit apprehensive when she received Lindsey's call, but did not expect something to really happen.

The other parents in the kindergarten did not know about it, but the teachers were all aware. Although Dezi's parents were divorced, his dad was the President of Denarius and his uncle was the President of Hemera. Either of them was enough to make people tremble, not to mention the fact that there were two of them.

Usually, they all paid more attention to Dezi. They did not expect that neglecting him for a short while this afternoon would cause such a ruckus.

What did this person say? Ms. Fallon wished that she had not let him in at that time.

However, it was too late to regret it. Lindsey did not mean to make things difficult for the teacher. This was not the teacher’s responsibility anyway. After all, no one would expect a grown man to go to such lengths to torment a child.

Finally, Ms. Fallon gave Lindsey the parent's contact information. Lindsey thanked her and hung up the phone, then called another number.

The call was quickly picked up, but the voice was not very pleasant. Lindsey said coldly, “Please investigate a man named Zion Miller that lives near Tobias Bridge. I’ll send you his phone number shortly.”

This was the phone number that Soren left behind before he went abroad, saying that she could find out whatever she wanted from this person. Lindsey always thought she would not need it and did not expect it to come in handy.