Forced Into Marriage: My Husband’s Too Mean novel Chapter 193

"I’m not busy today." The man’s voice was strong with a hint of coldness.

"You’re just in time for dinner. Take a seat, I’ll set the table for you."

Zayn sat down beside Lindsey. His gaze swept over Lindsey, then fell on the old man.

Who knew that when the old man saw him, his face suddenly turned glum.

"Grandpa." Zayn was not overly-enthusiastic with his family, but the words that came out always had some warmth to them.

"Hmph!" The old man grunted and slammed his plate heavily on the table. "Come with me now."

Zayn, who had just sat down, stood up again. His face was frank, which made the old man even angrier. The old man could not walk by himself, but fortunately, his bedroom was on the first floor, so he could still push himself over in the wheelchair.

After saying that, the old man smiled at Lindsey again, but that smile felt forced. "You can continue without us."

Although Lindsey did not know what was happening, she still responded obediently.

Seeing her like this made Zayn's heart soften and his eyes paused on her for a moment before he followed behind the old man as if nothing had happened.

When the dining hall was empty, the cold sweat on Lindsey's face slid down the curvature of her side profile.

With Zayn’s sudden return, a certain feeling that she had neglected momentarily, surged up at once.

Lindsey had not had her period in almost two months.

Her mind was in turmoil. Her health had been unstable, so she forgot about this.

Her nerves were tense and a premonition exploded in her head like fireworks. The aroma of the food on the table, which she had inhaled for some time, became the culprit for her vomiting.

Lindsey tried to hold it in but almost exposed herself. She held her tongue against her lower jaw to suppress the urge. "Aunt Wendy, I don't have much appetite. I'll eat later when I'm hungry. You can put it away first."

When Mrs. Wendy saw Lindsey’s gloomy face, she thought of Zayn's cold expression earlier and sighed in her heart. "Okay then, go up and take a good rest. I'll get someone to send you the food later."

Mrs. Wendy noticed Lindsey’s face turning pale and held her hand. “Why are you so cold? Are you sick?”

After that, she put her hand on Lindsey's forehead and only felt dampness from her sweat.

She wanted to ask again, but Lindsey cut off the conversation and pretended as if nothing was wrong. "I'm just feeling a little uncomfortable. It’s that time of the month, so it's okay, I’ll be fine after a few days."

When she said that, Mrs. Wendy understood and nodded before letting her go.

Lindsey walked into the bedroom calmly, then completely changed her expression and rushed to the bathroom as soon as she was out of sight. She just threw up uncontrollably until her head spun.

On the other hand in Grandpa Guggenheim's bedroom.

"If you really think that divorce is better, Grandpa won’t say otherwise, but I don’t want any of those dodgy women to marry into our family!"

Zayn just entered the room and had his back turned towards the old man when the old man’s words crashed on him.

The old man sounded weak and frail, but he was still trying to maintain his past authority of being the head of the family.

Zayn was stunned, but he quickly understood what was happening and looked at him without uttering a word.