Forced Into Marriage: My Husband’s Too Mean novel Chapter 132

"President, it's too obvious if you continue this." Quentin could not help but remind Zayn.

"As long as she's happy." Zayn withdrew his gaze and resumed what he was doing earlier.

Lindsey was indeed happy, but she felt that Denarius' reaction was a little strange. Although she knew that these small moves would not hurt Denarius' fundamentals, she was looking forward to having some real competition with Zayn Guggenheim. However, Denarius was not the slightest bit concerned and even let her take their business. This made Lindsey feel impotent like she was punching a sack of cotton.

That day after work, Zayn went back to the Guggenheim mansion.

The old man was in a wheelchair being pushed by Mrs. Wendy as they took a stroll in the garden.

It was early April. The garden was lush and green, which was very soothing to the eyes.

When Mrs. Wendy saw Zayn return, her eyes lit up. Her face was beaming and she could not hide the excitement in her voice. "Young Master!"

Zayn was walking towards them. “Aunt Wendy.”

He then turned his head to the side and looked at the old man who was staring back at him. "Grandpa."

"Don’t call me." The old man's voice was tinged with resentment.

Zayn, however, did not take it personally and knelt in front of him. "You already know, right?"

Seeing the unsurprised look on the old man's face, Zayn was clear on his answer and continued, "I came to ask you for a favor."

The old man turned his head this time and there was a rare look of surprise on his face. Mrs. Wendy was also a bit taken aback.

Zayn actually begged the old man to help him.

For the first time in his life, Zayn asked the old man for a favor.

This was too much of a heavyweight that the old man could not bear to give him the cold shoulder anymore.

"Have you thought it through?"

Zayn looked firm. "Yes."

"What I'm asking is your feelings for Lindsey."

"That’s what I meant." Zayn's expression was serious in a way the old man had never seen before.

The old man laughed at once and his mood lifted. "You little brat!"

Behind him, Mrs. Wendy also smiled with her eyes and reached out to pull Zayn up. "Get up. The ground is damp."

What Zayn intended was for the old man to help persuade Lindsey. Zayn also wanted to make some things clear to her. As for the rest, they could take it slow. After all, Zayn had plenty of time and patience.

However, things did not go as planned. That night, Grandpa Guggenheim’s illness suddenly relapsed.

Zayn stayed the night at the mansion and was woken by a servant knocking on his door. When he heard that Grandpa was in a critical condition, cold sweat broke out all over his body.

The old man's health had been deteriorating over the past six months. Zayn felt guilty that he rarely returned to the mansion. Moreover, the old man intentionally hid his condition, so Zayn had been a little too optimistic about his grandfather’s health.

The family doctor skillfully gave Old Master Guggenheim an injection. The old man, who was in his dying years, looked debilitated as he laid on the bed. Zayn suddenly felt a bitterness in his throat that made it hard for him to speak.

The old man kept muttering while he was in a daze. Zayn went closer and heard him repeatedly say, "Lindsey, Grandpa’s sorry."

This one sentence made Zayn’s eyes turn red.

‘It’s clearly all my fault!’

Mrs. Wendy's eyes were also red as she stood on one side. When she saw Zayn, who was crouching by the bed straightened up, she handed him the phone in her hand.

"This is her number. Aunt Wendy, please call her."

Mrs. Wendy was heartbroken when she saw that Zayn even forgot to put on his shoes. Anyhow, she watched him grow up since he was a child.

She gently patted Zayn's shoulder and whispered, "It'll be alright."

After she said this, she went to the side and called Lindsey.