Forced Into Marriage: My Husband’s Too Mean novel Chapter 79

"Get lost! Zayn Guggenheim! You can't force yourself on me!"

Lindsey's tears slid down her cheeks, but at this time, Zayn was like a madman, so he did not care for her consent.

Zayn lowered his head and kissed Lindsey hard on the lips. Lindsey realized what he was trying to do and widened her eyes in fear. She struggled harder, but Zayn was unmoved.

"Zayn Guggenheim! I’ll hate you for this!" The tears in Lindsey's eyes gushed out uncontrollably.

"Feel free to hate me then."

Zayn looked at her with predatory darkness in his eyes, seemingly wanting to eat her alive...

In the end, Lindsey lost the strength to fight back. The last bit of love she had for Zayn completely vanished.

She was despondent.

Lindsey wondered if marital rape could be a condition for divorce.

She suddenly thought, ‘This marriage is too tiring. I don’t want to continue this any longer.’

Zayn was done venting and loosened his grip on Lindsey.

He tidied his clothes and instantly looked like a dapper gentleman. It was a stark difference compared to Lindsey’s disheveled look.

Zayn looked down at the woman sitting motionless on the ground and condescendingly bent over to lift Lindsey’s chin as he leaned towards her face.

"If you dare to mingle with another man again, I won't be able to guarantee that I’ll be as gentle with you next time."

After he was done with her, he straightened his slightly creased collar and strode out of the stairwell.

Lindsey wrapped her arms around herself and closed her eyes, feeling nothing but humiliation.

The trash she took out with her was long gone since her struggle earlier. Lindsey did not know how long she had been sitting at the stairwell. She felt the chills and got up shakily. She tried her best to fix her disheveled dress before walking back to the apartment.

Ginny was startled when she saw Lindsey walking in looking pale and weak. She asked her what happened, but Lindsey just waved her hand.

It was better to bear this kind of pain alone.

......

A few days later, Lindsey boarded a plane to Salem City for a business trip with Shaun Juhl.

"Linds, why do you look so down? Are you not feeling well?" Shaun looked at Lindsey and was a little worried.

In fact, Shaun had noticed that Lindsey had been looking depressed for the past few days.

Lindsey forced a smile and said, "I'm fine."

There were other colleagues around, so Shaun could not ask too many questions, but he was still concerned about her.

Their plane had just taken off when Quentin received a phone call.

Half a minute later, he was standing in Zayn's office.

"President, I’ve received news that Madam and Shaun Juhl went to Salem City together on a business trip." Quentin looked at the man's gloomy face and finished the rest of his report apprehensively. "Except for Madam, those who went on this business trip are all men."

Sure enough, Zayn’s complexion looked worse.

Zayn threw the folder in his hand on the floor and Quentin was so nervous that he held his breath.

The next second, Quentin heard the man slowly say, "This woman...she never learns."

Lindsey was not bothered that she was with a group of men on this business trip. She was just focused on work.

The first day of the project negotiations went exceptionally well. In the evening, Shaun brought Lindsey out to try the local delicacies of Salem City. With all the delicious food in front of her, Lindsey’s downcast mood was lifted slightly.

The two of them were walking and chatting happily. When they got back to the hotel, Lindsey was still thinking about the food she had just eaten. Shaun saw her like this and unconsciously curled his lips.

Lindsey immediately saw the man who was sitting on the edge of the bed, staring at her with unblinking eyes.

A small, dim lamp was lit on the bedside and its subtle glow outlined the man's silhouette.

In an instant, her scream cut through the silence in the room.

Lindsey wrapped herself in the quilt and backed away. Her drowsiness faded as soon as she saw the look in the man's eyes.

"What are you afraid of?" Zayn looked down at Lindsey, who was wrapped like a burrito as her body trembled under the quilt. His eyes grew a few shades darker.

The panic on Lindsey's face amused him and he leaned in towards her.

"Don't come closer!" Lindsey's voice was shaking. Her body was tense as she stared at the man in front of her warily, afraid that he would pounce on her.

The man sneered. "Who are you to order me around?"

He leaned in closer as Lindsey shrank to the edge of the bed, no longer having any space to retreat.

Lindsey recalled what Zayn did to her in the stairwell that day. She collapsed and was shaking as she said, "Zayn Guggenheim, what are you trying to do?"

"Tsk tsk...why do you keep asking me that? Try to be more creative next time."

He reached out to pinch her chin, but she dodged. She lifted her head trying to escape from this man’s shackles. He saw her long, delicate neck and could vaguely see her veins.

Even when she was trapped underneath Zayn, Lindsey still tried to struggle.

"Zayn Guggenheim! Did you forget that you were the one who kicked me out in the first place? Why are you still clinging to me?! Did you suddenly realize that you’re in love with me and that you can't get over me?"

Lindsey was repulsed by his touch and sneered at Zayn with mockery in her eyes.

Zayn instantly stopped moving.