Lindsey froze. There was no place to hide, so she could only helplessly lean back as she watched Zayn approach her.
When the two of them were facing each other, Zayn suddenly smirked and pinched her nose. He then reached out to pull the seat belt behind Lindsey's head and said, "What are you thinking about? Fasten your seat belt."
While saying that, he helped her to fasten her seat belt.
The oppressive feeling brought by the man abruptly dissipated, but Lindsey's heart was still pounding.
In the morning light, the Guggenheim mansion exuded a different kind of warmth.
Lindsey and Zayn got out of the car one after the other when the door to the house slowly opened. Mrs. Wendy then pushed the old man out.
"Grandpa!" Lindsey smiled.
The old man happily waved his hand at her. "Lindsey, come here."
He looked to be in good spirits, so Lindsey felt more at ease and handed the things she had bought a while back to the maid behind her. She then took out the nicely wrapped walking cane from a bag.
"Last time, I said that I’ll buy you a gift. Grandpa, try it." Lindsey offered it up like treasure as she took the cane out and presented it to the old man.
The cane was ordinary in style and only had a nice engraving at the head. It looked very rustic.
The old man was delighted and tapped the cane again in his hands a few times. He then put it on the ground and even stood up himself.
"Good, good. Grandpa likes it very much. Thanks, Lindsey."
Lindsey held her breath when she saw the old man stand up. She only let out a breath quietly when she saw that he was standing firm. "I’m glad you like it."
She bought this cane with the money she earned from working at Wilford Corporation as well as some of her previous savings.
Seeing the old man so elated, Lindsey felt very satisfied.
Next to her, Zayn looked on and smiled with his eyes.
The two of them stayed until the afternoon when Lindsey reluctantly said goodbye.
Mrs. Wendy still wanted her to stay, but this time Zayn rejected Mrs. Wendy before Lindsey could refuse.
"Aunt Wendy, next time."
Since he said so, Mrs. Wendy did not insist, but the old man was still worried and pulled him aside to quietly exhort him.
The scenery outside the car window flew by and Lindsey looked a little lost in thought.
"I just told Grandpa that the two of us made up and won’t get divorced anymore." Zayn suddenly said.
Lindsey came back to her senses for a moment. She was surprised and asked, "What did you say?"
"I told Grandpa that the two of us made up. That's what I wanted to discuss with you." Zayn turned a corner while he said this calmly.
After Lindsey digested his words, she did not get angry, which was rare. It was probably because she could already guess why Zayn said this to the old man.
Sure enough, Zayn turned his head to look at her. His eyes were serious as he said, "Grandpa’s health isn’t very promising, so I wish that you can play along with me during this time. Let’s pretend that we’ve reconciled until...until after...then we can consider whether to go ahead with the divorce."
Seeing that he really could not say those words, Lindsey felt heartbroken.
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