Chapter 83 How Much Patience Do You Think I Have?

"What? Do you want to leave?" Zayn approached Lindsey slowly. When he saw her wary face, the smile on his face became more sinister. "Do you think you can get out without my permission? Lindsey Juhl, how much patience do you think I have?" With every word he said, he moved a little closer to her. After a while, he forced Lindsey into a corner. Seeing Lindsey’s lack of reaction, Zayn lost his interest and lowered his head to say. "Tsk tsk...you still have the strength to mess around, huh? It looks like I wasn’t tough enough on you." "Zayn Guggenheim, what do you want to do?" Lindsey's expression finally collapsed as she looked at Zayn scornfully. "You, of course." There was no longer a trace of his rage from this afternoon and his voice was gentle like a lover's murmur, which made the alarm bells ring in Lindsey's heart. She was most afraid of this side of Zayn. That was because she never knew what would follow the next second after this split second of tenderness. As expected,