Forced Into Marriage: My Husband’s Too Mean novel Chapter 723

"Thanks, Mr. Cooper." Lindsey took a step back to pull away from Mr. Cooper. She was afraid that she might bump into someone else, so she stood against the wall and blended into the dim environment.

Mr. Cooper saw that Lindsey was retreating and took a few steps forward, not allowing her to pull away from him. He then trapped Lindsey between himself and the wall. His tone unconsciously sounded like he was teasing her. "Ms. Juhl, you seem to be afraid of me..."

Seeing him approach, Lindsey subconsciously tried to dodge back but found that there was no more room to retreat.

"Why?" Mr. Cooper took another step closer. He was tall and had the height advantage compared to Lindsey, so he looked down at Lindsey's gleaming eyes in the dim light.

If someone saw these two people in the corner at this moment, they would find that their posture was too ambiguous and intimate, as if Mr. Cooper was about to lower his head and kiss Lindsey in the next second.

However, Mr. Cooper felt that this was far from enough for him.

He tried so hard to suppress the urge to embrace the woman in front of him.

Lindsey clutched the strap on her purse and regretted that she did not just send Quentin a message earlier and leave.

This man’s presence was already very strong, let alone being this close to her. A faint cologne mixed with his manly scent flooded her nasal cavity, which made his presence even stronger.

There was a few seconds of silence before Lindsey quickly put on her fake smile again. She even revealed some incomprehension and surprise on her face. "Oh? No, I’m not. Mr. Cooper, why would you think so?"

Mr. Cooper secretly laughed in his heart. His eyes hidden under the sunglasses were fixated on Lindsey. Her disguise might be enough to deceive others, but it was certainly not enough to fool him.

He initially wanted to ask her why she was hiding if she was not afraid of him, but out of the corner of his eye, he saw couples dancing on the dance floor, so his words suddenly became, "Then may I have this dance, Ms. Juhl?"

Coincidentally, there was a break in the song, so his words were incomparably clear during that brief pause.

‘The last time we danced together in front of so many people seemed like such a long, long time ago.’ Those hidden eyes under the sunglasses were a little distant, but no one noticed.

When Lindsey heard this, her eyes flickered and she wanted to refuse, but she had just told him that she was not afraid of him, so if she rejected him, she would be lying.

Moreover, Mr. Cooper was also her business partner.

‘Forget it. It's just a dance.’

Lindsey was also not the slightest bit afraid of Mr. Cooper.

After mentally preparing herself, Lindsey lifted her hand and placed her purse on one of the wooden decorative shelves with some potted plants. She then tilted her head and put one hand in front of Mr. Cooper. “I’m not a great dancer, so you’ll have to bear with my clumsiness, Mr. Cooper.”

The eyes that were hidden under the sunglasses curved into an arc as he took her small hand.

Her already fair hand looked even whiter against his black gloves. Mr. Cooper held Lindsey's hand while his other hand gently rested on her waist as Lindsey put her other hand on his shoulder.

"I haven't danced in a long time." Lindsey was nervous as she was afraid that she would step on Mr. Cooper.

Mr. Cooper seemed to be very tolerant and pulled her closer as he taught her a few steps. Then, he said close to Lindsey’s ear, "It's okay, just follow the rhythm. It's easy."

Lindsey's face was not very pleasant due to those speculative gazes, but she did not show it to Mr. Cooper and nodded at his words. "Yes, it's late. My son’s still waiting for me at home."

Mr. Cooper immediately said, "It just so happens that I’m also leaving. Did you come alone? Do you want me to arrange a driver to send you home?"

"No, no." Lindsey hurriedly replied, "I came here with my assistant, so I’ll talk to him first. Mr. Cooper, please go ahead."

Somehow, after she said this, Mr. Cooper seemed to show slight displeasure from his body movements, but he regained composure in an instant. "Ms. Juhl, are you referring to Mr. Quentin? I think he’s over there."

Mr. Cooper reached out and pointed not far away. Lindsey followed his finger and looked over. Sure enough, Quentin was standing there with his back to them as he was talking to someone else.

Lindsey immediately withdrew her gaze, then smiled and thanked him. "Thanks, Mr. Cooper. You can go first if you have something urgent. Goodbye!"

"Goodbye."

Quentin was talking to someone when he was suddenly tapped on the shoulder. It was Lindsey.

"President." When they were in public, Quentin would address Lindsey as the President.

Quentin reached out and yanked his tie to express his displeasure. "You always arrive late and leave early...by the way, who did you just dance with?"