Forced Into Marriage: My Husband’s Too Mean novel Chapter 719

Lindsey froze for a few seconds and slowly lifted her eyelids to look at the man sitting across from her. Her red lips hooked up and her voice was soft and clear to those present. "Sure."

That day in Denarius, before the employees were relieved from the department morning meeting, a heavy bomb exploded within the company.

They had never seen their President going out for breakfast with a partner.

"I really haven't seen it before...I heard from the Technical Department that it's a new client."

"I don't know...no one knows. No one’s ever seen that guy before. Only a few colleagues who went to Salem City with Ms. Juhl on that business trip last time said that they were introduced by Mr. Jenner from Tencello."

"I heard that they’ve met each other four times already."

At this time, the few employees who had seen Mr. Cooper also quietly discussed it.

"The first time I saw Mr. Cooper, I thought he was our President."

Another interjected, "The body shape is so similar, but his voice and everything else isn’t the same."

"Yes, how can it be the President? If it was him, why didn’t he go back to Ms. Juhl? Look how bitter she is during these six months."

In Denarius, the “President” only represented one person, and that was Zayn Guggenheim. Everyone in the company tacitly agreed not to give this title to anyone else.

The two people who were the objects of discussion were oblivious to the frenzy they caused after they left Denarius.

After Lindsey accepted his invitation, she followed Mr. Cooper and left Denarius. Her curiosity had not been this strong for a long time, and she was dying to know what Mr. Cooper looked like.

She did not know what kind of conjecture she was trying to prove, but she followed him out anyway.

Sure enough, Mr. Cooper led her to a cafe nearby the office. The two of them walked over without much effort, and that feeling was even stronger when Lindsey walked side by side with Mr. Cooper.

It was that strong sense of familiarity again.

What if underneath his hat, mask, and sunglasses, it was a face that she kept hidden in her heart that would tear her to pieces when she thought about it? Lindsey unconsciously began to be nervous and her heart was pounding, but she kept her emotions in check and dared not leak them.

The two of them did not speak. When they were almost at the entrance of the cafe, Lindsey suddenly said, "Mr. Cooper, you seem to be quite familiar with this area around Denarius. I didn’t even know that there’s such a stylish cafe nearby."

As soon as she finished her sentence, they had just walked to the door and stopped at the same time. The waiter at the entrance immediately held the door open for them and said in a slight accent, "This way, please!"

"That’s probably because this cafe is new and you haven't had time to visit it yet. I'm not familiar with the area. I just happened to pass by on my way here just now," Mr. Cooper said slowly as he walked in behind Lindsey.

Since his vocal cords seemed to be damaged, he always spoke very slowly and his voice was also very deep and low, which made it seem like he was particularly good-tempered and gentle.

Lindsey had already thought about what she should ask next. However, having heard his reasonable explanation and gentle tone, she suddenly felt that she was being weird.

‘What the hell are you doing, Lindsey Juhl?!’

While Lindsey was frustrated at herself, Mr. Cooper had already guided them to a table in the corner.

After the morning rush, the cafe was much quieter, so Mr. Cooper chose a window seat. Lindsey sat down and realized that from this position, she could see the signage of Denarius shining in the winter sunlight not far away.

Mr. Cooper did not even take off his face coverings when he sat down, not even his gloves. Lindsey finished her order and handed the menu to him, but she saw that Mr. Cooper just handed the menu to the waiter.

After saying so much, his throat was probably sore as he paused for a few seconds. Seeing that Lindsey still did not speak, he guessed that she was probably still angry.

He propped one elbow on the table with the back of his hand on his chin, then moved in Lindsey's direction. "Don't be mad. It’s not good for your appetite."

‘This is just too absurd! Why should I be angry? Everything that happened this morning seemed ridiculous!’

Lindsey bit her lower lip and did not know whether she was mocking or complimenting him. "I didn't notice that you’re such a caring person, Mr. Cooper."

The man muttered something in a small voice, but it was so faint that Lindsey did not hear it clearly.

"What did you say?" Lindsey asked.

Mr. Cooper withdrew his hand from the table and leaned back again. "Nothing...the meal you ordered is here."

Indeed, Lindsey's breakfast was brought to the table.

Looking at the beautifully plated eggs benedict with bacon that smelled so appetizing, Lindsey could not help but look up again and ask him, "Are you sure you don't want to eat?"

This time, it was a simple question with less curiosity.