Forced Into Marriage: My Husband’s Too Mean novel Chapter 530

Yvette looked at Lindsey rather helplessly and knew that she was the cause of this trouble.

After choking on the wine earlier, the tight and uncomfortable sensation in her throat subsided after a long time, but not completely. Lindsey still felt suffocated and covered her chest without moving for a long time.

Lindsey finally stood up with determination after a while. The alcohol was getting to her head and she forgot where she was for a moment. “I want to chat with him.”

Yvette knew who Lindsey was referring to, but what did she want to “chat” about?

Lindsey was clearly not in her right mind and looked a little drunk. Yvette was struggling with whether she should stop Lindsey when Lindsey already got up and walked away wobbly.

Yvette could not care less and quickly pulled Lindsey back. “Don’t be rash! Let’s think of something else.”

It was not appropriate for Lindsey to approach Zayn like this with so many people around.

Yvette looked around and saw Zayn walking to a more secluded area.

Lindsey saw Zayn walking away and subconsciously shrugged off Yvette’s hand that was holding her, then followed Zayn. Luckily, there was no one over there. Yvette watched as Zayn and Lindsey disappeared into a secluded corner before she withdrew her gaze.

Zayn was tall and his strides were long. Lindsey followed him closely and felt a surge of dizziness. The figure in front of her was blurred and her eyes were bleary.

"Zayn Guggenheim!" Lindsey only shouted his name when there was no one else around.

The man in front of her subconsciously stopped. Zayn turned around and Lindsey focused her eyes on him only to find that Zayn was holding a cigarette between his fingers. He was initially going to the smoking area for a puff.

However, Lindsey had no idea when Zayn had started smoking.

Zayn turned around and saw that it was Lindsey, then noticed that she was clearly drunk. His already dull expression abruptly became colder and his brows furrowed tightly.

Lindsey walked a few steps forward in front of Zayn. She saw his glum face and thought that he was annoyed at her for stopping him. At that moment, she felt a surge of emotion. Mixed with her intoxicated brain, Lindsey started to nag at him. “When did you start smoking? It’s not good for you...”

Zayn looked at Lindsey’s flushed cheeks and subconsciously looked down at his hand. He then casually threw the cigarette into the trash can with precision.

He thought that Lindsey wanted to say something else, but it turned out that she was just telling him that smoking was bad. That was new.

Zayn obviously knew that smoking was bad for his health, but he was not a chain-smoker. He only smoked from time to time when something was bothering him. Now that the source of his irritation was standing right in front of him looking like that, Zayn inexplicably felt relieved.

After Lindsey said that, she noticed that she said something dumb because she no longer had any control over what Zayn wanted to do.

The shame of the moment crept up on Lindsey's cheeks. Even her neck was red, more so than ever before.

Zayn then felt the after-effects of the few glasses of wine he drank surging to his head.

He did not push Lindsey away or move further from her. Instead, he used the strength on his arms to make Lindsey stand firm, at the same time, bringing her closer to him.

Zayn had not seen Lindsey’s face this up close in a long time. His gaze lingered on Lindsey a little greedily and his hand that was holding Lindsey trembled a little. “Weird?”

Lindsey stared into his eyes. “Why are you so weird? We already got a divorce, Zayn. But why...why...tell me the truth, okay? I...I won’t disrupt your plans. Just tell me if you have any hardships. What are you really doing with Ann?"

She said this in bits and pieces and was all over the place. Her tongue seemed to be stumbling.

Lindsey was not drunk to that extent and knew that she was illogical not because she had been drinking, but because she really did not know how to ask him this. With Zayn so close to her, she could smell his familiar scent, and Lindsey could not be as calm as she used to be.

The feigned pride and arrogance she had in front of Zayn came crumbling down at this moment as she revealed her vulnerability and innermost feelings to him.

Lindsey thought to herself mockingly, ‘We’re not even comparable to the past...at least back then when we used to quarrel, I didn’t look so weak.’ Lindsey looked straight at Zayn. Her eyes carried the anticipation and pain that she rarely showed to anyone else.

At this moment, she truly believed that Zayn had some kind of reason for leaving.