Forced Into Marriage: My Husband’s Too Mean novel Chapter 561

Lindsey felt that she was really crazy to be vexed just because of Zayn's cold attitude.

This was how they should act after the divorce. As for those illusory hugs and kisses before, it was best to forget about it.

They were already divorced.

After recollecting her messy emotions, Lindsey lowered her head to look at Dezi but found that he looked more down than before, which broke her heart.

Knowing that her look just now had given the little one the wrong hint, Lindsey hurriedly said, "Daddy has time tomorrow at 6:00 pm, so let's go out and see him, okay? Daddy will definitely be amazed that Dezi is such a smart boy!"

Dezi had already lost hope, but when he heard Lindsey's words, he blinked a few times before he reacted. He immediately grinned cheerfully. "Yay!" After that, he rubbed his cheeks on Lindsey’s. "Love...Daddy...Mommy..."

Lindsey's heart just felt so warm that she left all her worries behind in an instant.

Dezi was particularly excited to see Zayn, so it took Lindsey a long time to put him to sleep. When he was asleep, he would even sleep-talk every now and then in two-syllable words.

The next day, Dezi got dressed without any help, then after breakfast, he started to wait anxiously for 6:00 pm.

"Mommy...what...time?" Dezi played with Sieben for a while, then got up to ask Lindsey.

Lindsey was on her laptop dealing with some unfinished work, so she did not even raise her head and answered him, "3:40 pm."

Before Dezi could say anything, Lindsey added, “There’s still one hour and twenty minutes before we leave the house.”

Seeing that Dezi could not sit still the whole day, Lindsey wanted to laugh. Even Mrs. Wendy, who was baking cookies in the kitchen, came out and stroked the boy’s head as she laughed. This conversation happened several times today and this little one just kept fidgeting all day.

He really liked Zayn as his father. Dezi still remembered his first mother and father, the American couple who adopted him before. Those people also called themselves his mom and dad, but they raised him like a puppy. They did not let him go out, did not give him food, and even beat him.

Dezi’s impression of his first dad was always mean. He was kind to outsiders, but when he came back and saw him, he was mean and would beat and scold him. Those memories were already blurred and Dezi only thought of such fragments occasionally. He even forgot how they looked like, but he always remembered the terrifying glint in the man's eyes.

Zayn was his second father, his real dad. In Dezi's eyes, Zayn was so tall that when he held him on his shoulders, he was taller than anyone else.

Although Zayn was cold and mean to him at first, Dezi was dependent on him because Zayn gave him a sense of security.

He really loved his current mom and dad.

"What else do you want to bring?" Lindsey watched as the little one carried his school bag with difficulty and reached out to help him carry it. "Why are you bringing your school bag to see your dad? Is it heavy?"

Dezi shook his head. Lindsey reached out and felt it. It really was not heavy, so there was probably not much inside.

Lindsey had always gone along with whatever Dezi wanted in small matters like this. Seeing that nothing was left behind, she took the little one out with her.

She had already communicated the time and place to meet with Quentin. They left the house at 5:00 pm and arrived at the location at 5:40 pm. They were just twenty minutes early, just in time.

Zayn was touched and reached out to hug Dezi’s small body.

His mind was all over the place when a clear and soft baby voice caught him off guard, "Daddy!"

This time, Dezi probably used all of his might because Zayn’s mind was awakened by Dezi's voice. Zayn suddenly had a feeling that something exploded and was completely stunned.

After shouting “Daddy”, Dezi smiled happily and loosened his grip on Zayn. He looked at Zayn’s dumbfounded face and was very satisfied with his prank. Then, he slowly asked with his childish voice, "Daddy, are you happy?"

His little hands cupped Zayn's face, which was a completely different feel from his own and his mother’s face.

Zayn froze for a whole minute before he snapped back to his senses. What just happened made his brain stop working for a rare moment.

He already knew that Dezi was slowly learning to speak and had resisted the urge to see them. Zayn did not think that Dezi would give him such a big surprise today. Although it was said word by word, he could still hear that Dezi's pronunciation was accurate and that he could really talk.

Zayn did not know what he looked like at the moment, but he certainly looked a little silly.

All of the mental preparation he had done before he came here was thrown to the back of his mind. He picked Dezi up in his arms and was elated. This man, who rarely showed any expression, finally gave into his emotions.

"Dezi can speak now! Say it again! Call Daddy again!"

Dezi’s tiny teeth bit his small lips as he grinned widely. He then called out in a crisp voice, "Daddy!"