Forced Into Marriage: My Husband’s Too Mean novel Chapter 574

The perpetrator suddenly became a victim. Even after everything Lindsey had experienced, she felt that it was incredulous.

"I think that it’s a little suspicious." Soren shared his thoughts objectively. "The President and I will find out the truth. Madam, don't be anxious. If this man is really sent by Ann, we won't let her get away with it."

Although he said so, he had his own thoughts in mind.

Lindsey and Ann were kidnapped at the same time. Lindsey was smart and bold, and brave enough to escape. Ann was also not one to be timid, so why was there still no news about her?

The mastermind behind these two kidnappings was clearly targeting Zayn. However, would it not suffice to just kidnap Ann? Despite the real situation, Ann was at least nominally Zayn's fiancee, but Lindsey was his ex-wife, so what was the point of kidnapping her?

A series of thoughts flashed through Soren's mind. He also suspected Arthur at first, but Arthur was standing in front of him earlier and he was the one who saved Lindsey.

Was this just Arthur’s plan? Or was there really someone else behind this?

The person who kidnapped Lindsey said that Ann instructed him to do so. All of this pointed to an incredulous direction.

"Madam, I think it’s best to go back and get some rest," Soren said as the car turned a corner and drove towards Opal Suites. Lindsey's heart was in a mess. Since Ann was in trouble, what else could she do? Lindsey had no choice but to nod her head.

The car was silent. After a while, Lindsey asked Soren, “So Zayn went to save Ann?”

Soren did not know what to say. Zayn was actually looking for Lindsey earlier. Even after knowing that Ann had been kidnapped, he did not bat an eyelid. However, thinking of Zayn's plan, Soren kept his mouth shut.

His silence was misinterpreted by Lindsey.

After all, Zayn was not by her side and he did not answer his phone earlier. Lindsey looked unconcerned about it, but in her heart, she once again beat herself up for her wishful thinking.

An ex-wife and a fiancée. Everyone knew which was more important.

Lindsey was lost in thought while Sieben was playing a game on her phone.

Both of them were immersed in their own world and did not notice that Soren sent a text message with their doubts as well as speculations to Zayn using their unique way of communication.

Soren believed that once Zayn saw this, he would have his own judgment and he would not let whoever was behind this get away with it.

When Lindsey arrived home, Mrs. Wendy and Dezi still did not know what had happened. Shaun only said that Lindsey was working late at the office and would be back later as he dared not tell them the truth.

When Mrs. Wendy and Dezi saw Lindsey walking through the door looking like a fugitive on the run, both of them stared at her wide-eyed.

Dezi ran to Lindsey and hugged her legs. "Mommy! What...happen?"

The little one spoke like a tiny robot and looked so cute as he stared at her with his big eyes that were filled with worry.

Lindsey stroked his head. "Mommy’s fine. I just fell on the road."

No one could stop her.

It took a lot of effort when Lindsey washed up because of the wounds on her body. She had to carefully avoid her wounds, which was a lot of work.

However, since Lindsey had been injured a lot in the past, she was quite the expert at maneuvering around her wounds.

It was a quiet night. The next day, Shaun gave Lindsey a day off, but Lindsey recalled that there was a meeting with Hemera’s top management, which she also had to attend.

Lindsey found a thicker suit and put a band-aid over the wound on her arm, which was less conspicuous than the gauze. The wound on her face had already scabbed overnight, so Lindsey did not cover it up.

She thought that it would be more obvious if she were to put a band-aid on her face, so Lindsey just left it as is because she did not want people to notice.

When Lindsey arrived at work, a colleague asked what happened to her face. Lindsey laughed bitterly and said, "Yesterday when I went home from work, some children in the neighborhood played with a slingshot and hit the window of my house. I was unlucky and was by the window at that time, so the broken glass hit my face."

Lindsey made it sound like an unavoidable disaster. Her colleagues comforted her while some were mad and said, “You should get their parents to take responsibility. Kids these days are just too wild!”

She laughed it off and said, "Yeah, their parents compensated me. They’re still young and I’m also unlucky."

Since Lindsey said so, the crowd soon stopped caring about the injury on her face, but their topic changed to problems with children's education and even housing prices.

There was never a shortage of topics amongst women.