Chapter 443 Don’t Make It Difficult For Me

Lindsey felt inexplicably sad when she heard Mrs. Wendy said those words and hastily pulled Mrs. Wendy's wrinkled hand. "Of course you’re not a bother to us. I’m just worried that you won’t adapt well since you’ve been living in the Guggenheim mansion for so many years." Old people were always a bit more nostalgic. Mrs. Wendy held her hand and said, "Don't mention it. If I go back, sooner or later, I’ll die from anger because of that little brat. I might as well take care of you and Dezi." She was still treating the nearly 30-year-old Zayn as a child and really loved him as her own. This matter was finalized for the time being. Lindsey was a bit tired. It was the kind of tiredness that exuded from her bones. Although she could not sleep, she wanted to go upstairs to rest since she had nothing else to do. Before she could go upstairs, she heard the doorbell ring. Mrs. Wendy stepped forward and looked through the peephole, then turned back to Lindsey and said, "It's Soren and Sie