Forced Into Marriage: My Husband’s Too Mean novel Chapter 78

Jenny sensed Zayn's displeasure and was afraid that Lindsey had attracted Zayn's attention, so she leaned on Zayn's arm and said softly, "Zayn, let's hurry back. I'm a bit hungry."

In the eyes of others, these two were a couple in love.

Lindsey felt a trace of bitterness in her heart and told herself that she should not care. She had already expected this, but somehow, it still hurt her when she witnessed this herself.

Ginny kept praising that imaginary man and Jenny did not want to lose to her either, so the two of them were competing while the two main characters were obviously not in their element.

It was peculiar seeing the four of them walking together. Lindsey only realized that Jenny Lenig actually lived in the same building as them when they were waiting for the elevator.

What a small world...

The elevator was quite slow. Ginny held Lindsey’s arm while Jenny was holding Zayn’s. The distance between them was less than two meters, but it felt like they were worlds apart.

Finally, the elevator arrived and Ginny walked in with Lindsey. Jenny wanted to wait for the next one, but Zayn followed them in.

The elevator door closed slowly. Looking at the man’s broad back in front of her, Lindsey felt as if her nose was filled with his scent.

"Zayn, are you happy today?" Jenny asked him on purpose. After she finished, she did not wait for Zayn’s answer before she added, "I'm really happy."

It was as if they had really done something worth shouting about.

Ginny was annoyed when she saw Lindsey shrinking in a corner with her head down. She felt that her friend was too calm. How could Lindsey be so unconcerned even with the mistress prancing in her face? Ginny said, "Lindsey, do you smell something strange?"

"What smell?" Lindsey asked. She cooperated by sniffing a few times.

"A foul smell." Ginny winked at Lindsey mischievously.

Lindsey instantly understood what Ginny meant and gently slapped her arm, signaling her not to go too far.

How could Jenny not know what Ginny meant by that? Jenny was infuriated and she was itching to say something, but she did not want to show her anger in front of Zayn.

Soon, the elevator arrived at Ginny’s floor. Before Ginny could react, Lindsey pulled her out of the elevator as if she was fleeing.

The elevator door slowly closed. Lindsey was in a rush and did not look back, so she was unaware that the man behind her was staring at her this whole time. His face was extremely glum.

As he watched Lindsey's back fade away, Zayn pushed Jenny's arm away.

"I still have some work to do, so I won't go up with you."

After saying that, Zayn pressed the button to the nearest floor. When the elevator stopped, he strode out, ignoring Jenny's shouts behind him.

As soon as Lindsey entered the apartment, she was pressed against the wall by Ginny in an interrogative stance.

"Ginny, what are you doing?"

Ginny's eyes were glinting as she said, "Tell me honestly, what’s going on between you and Zayn Guggenheim?"

Lindsey closed her eyes. The suffocating feeling in her chest had not yet dissipated and her voice became weak as she replied, "Put your hand down first and I'll tell you slowly."

Ginny seldom asked about Lindsey’s private life. After listening to Lindsey’s story, including how she got kicked out by Zayn, Ginny hugged Lindsey and wailed.

"OMG! Your life is so miserable!"

"Is it? Everyone pretty much thinks that I became a queen after marrying Zayn."

"Screw being a queen! Is there a queen as miserable as you?"

Hearing Ginny's words, Lindsey could not help but laugh out loud.

"So, that was his beloved woman earlier?" Ginny asked again.

"Mm."

He stared at her coldly and pinched her chin with his bony fingers. "What do you think you've done wrong?"

Lindsey struggled and hit his arm with all her strength as she said, "Get away from me! Don't touch me, bastard!"

"Ginny! Help...mmm..."

In the next second, her voice was drowned out by Zayn's kiss.

Their bodies were pressed together. Zayn looked at the tears on her face and gently wiped them away with his hand.

This action stunned the both of them...

The warm tears on Zayn's fingertips made his heart ache.

"Zayn Guggenheim! Let go of me!"

Lindsey continued to struggle and the rejection and hatred in her voice abruptly pulled Zayn back from his thoughts.

After she said that, Zayn kissed her again, this time with the ferocity of a predator. There was not one bit of warmth in it. Lindsey was like a little lamb in the mouth of a hungry wolf. She was defenseless as he pressed her against the wall.

Her struggles and frustrations were fuel for Zayn’s rage.

Lindsey yelled in between Zayn's advances, "Don't touch me...filthy bastard!"

The man's eyes instantly turned red and looked bloodshot. He released Lindsey and even smiled. "Filthy?"

He stretched out a hand and slowly slid his fingertips across Lindsey’s cheek. "You think I’m filthy?"

"Which one of us is filthier?" Zayn suddenly whispered in Lindsey's ear. The mockery and disdain in his voice were apparent.