Chapter 170 Hate Me Then

Lindsey took a deep breath before she said, "I thought about it for a long time and I think we’re not fit for each other. Don't get angry just yet. I won't divorce you for the time being and we can pretend to have reconciled as you wish. Then we can wait for Grandpa to get better to go through the divorce." Lindsey did not bother to look at Zayn and finished her speech as calmly as possible. However, Zayn would never do as she desired. He grabbed her shoulders and his tense voice deepened as he shouted, "Say that again!" Lindsey averted her gaze. Even though she brought this up, seeing Zayn like this made her uncomfortable. “Even if I repeat it, it’s what it is. Zayn Guggenheim, I’ve come to understand something in the past two days. I’ve never actually forgiven you for what you did. I still blame you for all that happened and I’m still traumatized by it. Liam saved me and I’m very grateful to him. He’s also very good to me, so I think that I’m better suited to him.” Her tone was as flat as a wall, but it caused a storm to rise in the man's eyes. "You’re better suited to him?" Lindsey did not speak. Her silence became the trigger for everything that followed. "Lindsey Juhl! You’re still my wife yet you’re saying that you’re better suited to another man?" Lindsey looked straight at him and her voice was extraordinarily calm as she said, "Zayn Guggenheim, you know better than I do that we’re not compatible." Zayn squeezed her shoulders tightly. His cold voice carried unconcealed anger as he roared, "But I also know better than you do that you love me!" Lindsey felt the pain, but she still pretended to be calm and said, "That was before. I don't love you anymore, Zayn Guggenheim." The elevator had arrived at their floor a long time ago, but the two of them were standing inside without moving. Lindsey's words kept aggravating Zayn. Before the elevator door closed again, he dragged her out at once. "Since you don't love me, let's try another way as long as I can make you remember me forever in your heart! Even if it's hate!" Zayn's words were filled with madness and ruthlessness. He did not wait for Lindsey to react and fiercely bit her lips. He then forcibly brought her to his door and his finger casually swept on the keypad before the door opened with a chime. In the next second, Lindsey was shoved inside his apartment. Lindsey could never win in a battle of strength with Zayn. She was thrown onto the bed with her clothes disheveled. Lindsey climbed up and wanted to run, but Zayn's body pressed down on her as he pinned her tightly underneath him. Lindsey kept struggling. "Zayn Guggenheim! This is rape!" Lindsey was so infuriated and scared that her voice trembled. Zayn stopped kissing her. His lips were still brushing Lindsey's lips as a storm seemed to be brewing at the bottom of his dark eyes. "So what if I rape you?! It's not like I haven't done it before! Why? Do you hate me?" After he said that, Zayn ripped Lindsey's dress... In the end, Lindsey was pretty much crying before he finally stopped his barbarity. Lindsey still had tear marks at the corners of her eyes, but she quickly escaped from under the man. The moment she landed on the floor, she could barely stand upright. Zayn watched her with cold eyes and an indifferent expression. Just as Lindsey was about to leave, he pulled her back. Lindsey looked at him coldly. "What? Haven't you had enough?" Such a look made Zayn's heart ache and in the end, he let go of her. "I'm not interested in doing anything with a dead person who only knows how to cry." Lindsey deliberately suppressed her emotions and only cried out when she could not hold back at the end. She wanted to retort, but she felt powerless and finally left his house without saying a word. This time, her state of mind was completely different from the last time she left. Lindsey could always easily provoke Zayn's anger and disdain. Even though the price she paid tonight was a bit high, she finally said what she wanted to say. According to Zayn’s temperament, even if he still clung to her, after a while of not seeing any hope, he would eventually give up on her. Lindsey sighed and dragged her exhausted body to the bathroom. She washed off that man’s scent and just sat there staring into nothingness. She sat there for a long time and when she got up, the water in the bathtub was already cold. Perhaps because she was too tired, she did not dream that night. However, she was awakened by her phone early in the morning. Lindsey picked up the phone in a daze, but an eager and fierce male voice came from the other side. "Lindsey! Get to the airport now! Hurry! Sophie’s critically ill and she needs you!" The man hung up the phone abruptly. Lindsey’s brain was dumbfounded for a moment before she realized that the person who had just called was Liam Wilford. ‘Sophie needs you.’ This overseas call made Lindsey sleepless. Her hand went to her chest, where she could feel the throbbing of a heart that indicated one’s health and vitality. Lindsey got up from the bed with a bitter smile, got changed, and waited in the living room. She waited until dawn, but no one picked her up. Then, she received another call from Liam. Liam was obviously much more stable than he was last night. The hidden anxiety and anger were gone and he was back to his usual temperamental self. Nonetheless, his voice still sounded tired as he said, "You don't have to come anymore." "Okay." Lindsey did not need to ask to know the reason. The man on the other end of the call seemed to be smoking and did not hang up yet. "Lindsey, I think you'll regret it." "I won't." Liam scoffed and said, “You women are the most emotional creatures in this world. Aside from Sophie, I’ll never believe in another woman's promises. I’ll only believe it’s real once I hold it in my hands." Lindsey's expression remained unchanged. "So what are you trying to say?" "You better not get other thoughts. Otherwise, even if Zayn protects you, I’ll go against everyone and dig your heart out." Lindsey directly hung up the phone. Anyone listening to someone else foretelling their death like this probably would not be happy. Liam threw the cigarette he held between his fingertips to the ground and crushed it. The private hospital’s doctors and nurses dared not speak. The surroundings were silent for a moment before the man lifted his legs and walked towards the VIP ward. The woman on the bed only revealed a delicate little face and looked as fragile as a porcelain doll. Liam looked very sincere as he put his fingers on her cheek, but he did not dare to put any weight on it for fear of waking her up even though he knew that this would not wake her up at all. He actually did not know what love was. He only knew that this woman was his fiancée, so he could not bear to see her sad nor see her frown. He also could not bear to see her suffer even a bit of grievance, not to mention this kind of torture. Liam was not joking with Lindsey earlier. Zayn's existence was the biggest uncertainty for him. IfLindsey backed out and with Zayn supporting her, even if he exhausted all he had, he still might not get his way. That was why he desperately wanted to expand Wilford Corporation. He wanted to become stronger so that Sophie Leger would not leave him when the time came. Just thinking about those uncertainties abruptly turned Liam's eyes dark and vicious.