Forced Into Marriage: My Husband’s Too Mean novel Chapter 716

They were being led by the old lady to the competition site. Lindsey came back to her senses and thanked the other party seriously. Dezi also followed suit. "Thank you, Grandma."

"You’re welcome, sweet boy." The old lady smoothly pinched Dezi’s cheek and waved her hand, "Go on now."

Once their usher walked away, Lindsey withdrew her gaze and put her attention on the competition site.

When Lindsey first signed Mrs. Wendy up for this competition, it was purely to give her something to do and to make a few more friends so that she would not be bored at home all day. Deep down, Lindsey did not expect much from the competition.

Surprisingly when she got to the site, it actually seemed quite legit.

The huge red banner was hung across a large open space in the community and tied to two huge sycamore trees. The huge white font read, “Welcome to the first elderly skills competition in The Cement Factory”.

A stage was set up in the open space, and it was covered with a red carpet. The backdrop was a velvet cloth of the same color. The stage was large and divided into several different panels. Lindsey swept a glance and saw “Handicraft”, “Singing and Dancing”, “Sports”, “Technology”, and finally found the “Cooking” panel.

There was a row of long tables that had been set up in front of the stage, presumably for the judges, while behind the long tables were rows of plastic chairs that were neatly arranged.

At this time, the official competition had not begun and they were still making preparations.

Mrs. Wendy was pulled aside by some old ladies that she knew for a chat, so Lindsey took Dezi and found a seat at the front row right in front of the “Cooking” panel.

Dezi was excited to see such a lively scene that was different from school. He opened his eyes wide and could not stop looking around without concealing his curiosity.

Suddenly, his gaze was fixed, and his fingers unconsciously clutched Lindsey's sleeve.

Lindsey was using her phone to reply to a work email. She felt Dezi’s movements, put away her phone, and asked suspiciously, "What's wrong? Are you feeling unwell?"

"No...that..." Dezi shook his head and stretched out his finger to point behind Lindsey.

Following Dezi's gaze, Lindsey also froze when she saw a figure not far behind them to the side who was talking to an old man.

That man was wrapped up tightly and did not match the surrounding lively competition scene.

Probably because Lindsey and Dezi’s surprised gaze was too strong, that person who was not facing them suddenly turned his head to look over.

He also seemed to freeze for a moment, then turned around as if nothing had happened. The man ended his conversation with the old man in a while and walked over to where Lindsey was sitting.

Lindsey instantly became a little tense. That man's slow pace as he walked towards her seemed to overlap with another person deep in her memory.

"Ms. Juhl." In a few moments, the man had already walked in front of them. He met Lindsey's puzzled gaze as well as Dezi's astonished gaze and spoke in a hoarse voice.

His voice was still as harsh as ever and shocked Lindsey and Dezi back to their senses at the same time.

"Mr. Cooper..." Lindsey stood up while holding Dezi with one hand. Although she knew that Mr. Cooper was mysterious, she still could not help but ask, "Why are you here?"

Mr. Cooper gestured for her to sit down, then he also sat down on the plastic chair beside Lindsey. His tone was light as he said, "I came over to deliver something."

Mrs. Wendy was inevitably nervous because of the competition, so she did not notice the strange-looking young man beside Lindsey at first.

Suddenly, Dezi’s voice came from beside her. The child's voice was clear and innocent and filled with curiosity. "Why are you wearing a mask, sunglasses, and hat?"

Only then did Mrs. Wendy turn her head to look over. This glance made her freeze on the spot.

It was the young man she caught a glimpse of in a hurry that day. The young man whose body figure resembled Zayn.

Lindsey and Mr. Cooper were also stunned by Dezi's sudden question.

Mr. Cooper was not prepared to deal with such a question, or rather, he was not ready to tell them about it.

He coughed lightly. Lindsey abruptly snapped back to her senses and gave Dezi a look before she turned to apologize. "Sorry Mr. Cooper, my son’s too blunt at times."

If Mr. Cooper had some sort of hidden illness, it would be too rude to ask about it because it was akin to rubbing salt into his wound.

This explanation was normal.

"Then is that what caused your voice to become like this?" Mrs. Wendy's voice suddenly sounded.