Forced Into Marriage: My Husband’s Too Mean novel Chapter 622

Just because Zayn did not take the initiative, it did not mean that Ann would back off. Ann stretched out her arms and placed them on Zayn's shoulders. When Zayn looked over, she blinked alluringly and made her voice sound sultry to seduce him. "Zayn..."

Zayn did not move and lowered his eyes to look at her arm. His gaze fell on a little red mark that was not covered by a tattoo before he raised his eyes to look at her face. "What's wrong?"

Ann leaned closer to him and sighed sensually. "I wanna stay..."

Zayn's expression did not change one bit. His face was still as cold and hard as ice. "No."

Even though she expected this, Ann still could not help but ask, "Why not?"

Zayn did not say anything.

Ann looked hurt and said, "Zayn, we’ve been engaged for so long, but you never touched me. Why? Do you not love me at all?"

In fact, Ann already knew the answer, but when she asked this, she was unaware of the anticipation in her heart.

The daily bouquet of roses, those romantic words, and the man who talked to her late into the night every day was not at all like this cold-looking man in front of her.

However, since he already did all that, how could he have no feelings for her? Why would he do so if he was not serious about her?

Zayn frowned at Ann and sounded a little displeased. "You’re being unreasonable."

He raised his hand to remove Ann's arm and walked away from her. His expression was even a little gentle. "Don’t mess around. I'll get someone to send you back."

At this moment, looking at that bit of tenderness on the man's face, Ann did not want to think whether it was just an act.

After being in this act for a long time, Ann was unable to distinguish between reality and illusion. At this moment, Ann really could not distinguish her feelings. Was she really pretending to be in love with Zayn, or did she not let go of this man after so long?

She suddenly wanted to exercise her power as a fiancée.

"I'm not messing around!" Ann stared at Zayn intently trying to find a hint of emotion on his face. "I heard a rumor."

Zayn raised his eyebrows and laughed lightly, which sounded a little cold. "So this is the real purpose of your visit?"

Ann did not deny it and moved closer to Zayn. Even in high heels, she still needed to look up at the man in front of her. "I heard that Lindsey Juhl was drugged and you helped her?"

This time, the marble-like sculpted face finally had a little change in expression. He slowly lowered his eyelids and his deep eyes were surprisingly oppressive when he looked at Ann. For the first time since she entered the door, he looked at her seriously and slowly said, "I didn’t."

Ann knew full well that Zayn could possibly lie to her, but she still could not help but believe his words.

She only heard such a rumor in passing, and it could very well be fake. Since Zayn said that he did not help Lindsey, then she believed him.

Ann could accept Zayn meeting other women. After all, she was not serious about Zayn and did not want to spend the rest of her life with him, but she absolutely could not allow this woman to be Lindsey Juhl.

She told herself that it could be anyone, except Lindsey Juhl. However, Zayn never had other women around him.

The two of them were extremely close, so Ann reached out and hugged Zayn. This time, Zayn was not prepared to dodge her and was hugged.

The disgust that flashed across his face for a moment almost turned into a reflex.

Ann buried her head into his chest, so she did not see it.

Zayn's fingers struggled for a moment. In the end, he did not push Ann away and asked in a cold and deep voice, "What are you doing?"

Ann softly whined, "Zayn..."

If God opened a window, would He close a door?

With such a godly face and such a prestigious background, as well as such immense power that others could only dream of, this man actually had sexual dysfunction?

Ann had always been doubting herself all this time. She only started to come back to her senses gradually after she got out of the car.

No matter what, she would never break off the engagement with Zayn.

‘As for his sexual dysfunction...’ Ann smiled faintly. ‘I don't mind letting others know this secret…’

Ann got out of the car and thoughtfully sent a message to Zayn. She first told him that she arrived home safely, then said that she did not mind that Zayn had problems in this area and that they could overcome this together. She also said that she believed the two of them would have a very happy future.

Quentin, who received the message, was startled and thought that Zayn was really sick. He even barged into the President's Office without knocking on the door.

When he heard Zayn say with a straight face that he told Ann he had sexual dysfunction in order to prevent that woman from making advances on him, Quentin could not hold it in and burst out laughing.

Zayn’s cold eyes glared at Quentin, who had been laughing for five minutes. Zayn hooked up his lips and said, "You think it’s funny?"

Quentin hurriedly shut his mouth and said, "No, no...not funny at all!"

After he said that, he looked at Zayn's face and burst out laughing again.

Quentin really could not hold it in anymore.

In the end, Zayn just yelled, "Get lost!"