365 Days of Rejected Proposal: CEO's Rebellious Pet-Chapter 165: A Cat Raised from Childhood Can’t Escape
Zinnia’s steps halted, her heart sank again and again.
It turns out, Jenson’s injury was intentional.
Zinnia instantly felt tricked, pitied herself for being so foolish and scared.
The reason he deceived her so meticulously was nothing but the baby.
Perhaps, like Katherine, he only cared about the baby.
Zinnia came to her senses and noticed the two bodyguards who had been smoking had left; her legs were numb from standing.
Zinnia slowly hugged her knees and crouched down, after a long time, she finally got up again.
She carried the thermal box to Jenson’s ward, wanting to ask him directly, to personally ask why he had to deceive her.
However, just as she opened the ward door a crack, she heard voices coming.
"Third brother has succeeded in pursuing his wife now? Wasn’t little Zinnia crying and clamoring for a divorce and wanting to go abroad before?"
It was Miles’ voice, followed by Finn’s laughter.
"Women are all bluster, can the third brother not handle merely a little girl? Zinnia isn’t stupid; she put in quite an effort to become the third brother’s wife back then."
Zinnia listened to their mockery, not sure if she was too sensitive, but she felt extremely uncomfortable inside.
Maybe, over the years, she had heard too many rumors, disdain, and slander. Although Miles and Finn’s tone and words weren’t too excessive, the disdain in their language still pricked her heart a little.
She knew the disparity in status between her and Jenson was a fact, some things were said and thought by others, and it was unnecessary to care too much.
But still, she hoped Jenson could speak up for her, tell them she wasn’t like that, or at least ask Finn to say a little less.
However, at this time, Jenson’s familiar voice sounded leisurely with a sneer, saying.
"Can a cat raised from childhood leave its owner? It won’t run."
His words, indifferent and arrogant, matched Finn’s disdain perfectly.
Probably, in Jenson’s heart, she really was like that.
With a beckoning finger, he used a little trick, and she’d foolishly risk everything like a moth to the flame.
Zinnia didn’t want to rush in and lose her mind, allowing them to laugh at her.
She didn’t want to listen anymore, tightly clutching the thermal box, she turned and quickly fled from there.
Inside the ward, Finn and Miles couldn’t bear to look at Jenson’s smug and sour expression.
Miles shook his head with a smile, teasingly said: "Tsk, third brother, don’t forget, even house cats scratch people, be careful Zinnia scratches your face bloody tomorrow!"
"If everyone invested as much as third brother in raising cats, the cost would be too high."
Finn chimed in, Jenson gathered his smile, coldly said.
"You don’t understand. Alright, get out quickly."
Miles understood, realizing Jenson disliked their interference in his private world.
He wisely got up, putting an arm around Finn’s shoulder, "Let’s go, pet food isn’t tasty, let’s get the nightlife going."
Finn waved his hand and left together with Miles.
When Zinnia got in the car, her heart was painfully tense, and her phone beeped.
She looked down and saw a strange message.
[Did you ask your husband about keeping a woman in your marital home? I bet you don’t dare to ask, Zinnia, you’re a laughable coward!] Zinnia’s already aching heart tightened heavily again because of this message, she clutched her chest in pain.
With trembling hands, she almost immediately turned off her phone.
But just then, a call came in.
Zinnia thought it was Crystal, she answered, "Are you done yet!"
"Sister, what’s wrong?"
On the other side of the phone was Nathan’s voice, Zinnia was stunned, glanced at the screen quickly said.
"Sorry, Nathan, I thought it was a harassment call."
"Sister! Did you see today’s trending topic? Don’t you have anything to say?"
Zinnia was shocked, she had been taking care of Jenson these past few days, immersed in the man’s sweet words, not paying attention to outside information.
"What trending topic?"
"Sister! You really make us sad!"
"Teacher Zinnia, you don’t care about us anymore!"
"Deeply heartbroken in the Pacific Ocean..."
The phone was evidently on speaker; as Zinnia’s voice dropped, the members of the boy group began to speak, collectively complaining to Zinnia; the youngest pup-like member directly sang Sad Pacific Ocean.
Zinnia Lawrence felt both amused and exasperated as Nathan Nash snatched the phone.
"Big sister, our album was released today and it’s a huge hit, trending at the top all day long. As our choreographer, shouldn’t you pay some attention? It’s too much! We even @mentioned you!"
Zinnia was completely bewildered, and she quickly apologized.
"Sorry, I’ve been all over the place. Congratulations, guys! You’re amazing!"
Nathan let out a light snort, "A verbal apology won’t cut it. We’re celebrating at Revelry, you have to come."
Zinnia had already switched to Weibo and skimmed through it. To her astonishment, because of the boy band’s mention, her followers had increased by nearly 300,000 in just one day.
She couldn’t refuse any longer. Feeling stifled inside and wanting to relax, she agreed immediately. As she hung up, the phone rang again.
Zinnia thought it was Nathan not finished with instructions, but when she looked down, she saw it was Jenson Forrest calling.
Her hand, moving to answer, paused involuntarily. The ringtone persisted relentlessly.
Zinnia eventually picked it up, and the man’s deep voice resonated in her ear.
"Why haven’t you come over yet?"
Zinnia thought, why should I go there to face mockery from you and your brothers?
She was already heading to Revelry, so going to the hospital wasn’t an option. She replied,
"I’m not feeling well, won’t be coming."
Jenson, interpreting her tired tone as a result of looking after him these past days without rest, said,
"Then rest well at home. If anything comes up, get Aunt Kramer to help, or call me, alright?"
His seemingly caring words made Zinnia’s eyes sting with tears.
She could hardly tell anymore which of his words were true and which were false.
"Alright."
She echoed and then hung up, subsequently logging onto Weibo to respond to the boys and reply to some private messages.
At Revelry, Zinnia arrived to find Nathan and the others indeed present.
Having already become familiar with the boys during their training, she was escorted to sit at the center of the VIP booth.
The boys were basking in today’s glory and affirmation, full of energy and excitement, showering Zinnia with attention to the point of overwhelming her.
Meanwhile, as Miles Chase and Finn Quinn entered Revelry, heading towards the VIP room on the second floor, the commotion drew their attention, and a quick glance showed them Zinnia being the center of attention.
What a swift turn of events.
Miles immediately took out his phone, snapped a picture, and sent it to their group chat.
[Bro three, it seems your girl has run away!]
Finn was amused too, and chimed in to add salt to the wound.
[Bro three, the guy in the blue shirt and the red baseball cap seem to be arguing over whether to feed your girl milk or orange juice, about to start a fight!]
Zinnia was unaware of being photographed while reveling with Nathan and the boys. She toasted the seven young men with juice instead of alcohol, played a couple of games, and then stood up.
There was something on her mind, preventing her from fully engaging, and she started to find it a bit noisy.
After saying goodbye to Nathan, she took her purse, threaded through the dance floor, and headed towards the exit.
She wanted to step outside for some fresh air.
When she reached the threshold, she saw a woman in a red bodycon dress being supported by two men, one on each side, coming her way.
"Alright, alright, we’re going home now, stop fussing."
"Sis-in-law, please stop struggling, careful not to fall."
Those two men loudly addressed the woman.
Zinnia initially only glanced casually, but quickly noticed something was off.
The girl had clearly lost the ability to move on her own, being forcibly dragged out by the two men.
Her body language screamed resistance, and one man even covered her mouth.
In a flash of light, Zinnia caught sight of the woman’s frantic, pleading eyes beneath her disheveled hair.
Recalling how some men lie in wait in bars like this to prey on lone, intoxicated women, Zinnia was instantly alarmed.
She didn’t rashly rush forward, planning to wait for them to pass before finding security.
Unexpectedly, as the three passed her, the woman suddenly grabbed Zinnia’s hair tightly.
Zinnia was tugged painfully, stumbled, and collided with the burly man.
"Sorry, she drank too much..."
The man instinctively apologized to Zinnia, turning his head, and upon seeing Zinnia’s stunning, ethereal face, his voice halted abruptly, his eyes flashing with lust and malice.
