The CEO’s Billion Dollar Bride
Chapter 289 - 269、This should be her husband, right?

Chapter 289: 269、This should be her husband, right?

"What do you mean young and beautiful? This girl is also young and pretty..." Before she could finish the word "beautiful," the woman who took the lead in speaking had her eyes locked on Lina, and her gaze changed instantly.

When one person’s gaze changed, so did the others in the group.

"Young lady, you’re not going to be someone’s mistress, are you?"

After much deliberation, the woman eventually asked the question. After all, Lina’s appearance was too stunning. Among this group of people, she stood out, overshadowing the older women around her. With no one by her side and claiming her husband was in business, the possibility of her being a mistress was too high.

Feeling the intensity of the eyes on her, Lina felt her hair stand on end. She had been in the entertainment industry for years, played many roles, but never a mistress. She knew how much she hated mistresses, as did others!

And she didn’t want to be hated!

So, Lina quickly shook her head: "No, no, I would never do such a thing!"

However, her heart couldn’t help but feel a guilty pang as she said it!

Although she is not a mistress now, she thought about the day when Mario Jensen gets married and has children. At least when she was secretly having a relationship with him, there was no one else in his life, so she didn’t consider herself a mistress!

Lina never thought she would have to worry about whether the term "mistress" applied to her, as it was something she despised most in life.

"Well, young lady, tell us what your husband is busy with?"

A bunch of women seemed to have made it up in their minds that this beautiful and quiet girl with no male companion must be a mistress. They went from expressing warm concern to suddenly becoming aggressive!

When Lina saw their aggressive faces approaching, she suddenly realized how much first wives hated mistresses. Even someone like her, who is just a suspect, seems to have no intention of letting her go!

I... I..."

How could she talk about a husband she never had? Thinking like this, Lina instinctively thought of Mario Jensen as the standard for her own husband and wondered what he was busy with. But she realized she knew nothing about him, only that he was the head of the Jensen family and her boss.

As for the specifics, she had no idea!

Can’t say it, huh? You definitely look like a mistress!"

I..."

Lina, who was once so calm, was almost driven to tears by a group of rabid women. Had she known, she would never have come here. She thought the town would be quiet and no one would recognize her face, but with the current situation, it seems like no one does recognize her, so they believe her to be a mistress!

"Who is that man you hooked up with? Maybe we know him? After all, this town is only so big!"

As they spoke, the group closed in on her step by step. Lina hadn’t seen such a situation for a long time. The fierce faces in her pupils were magnified as memories from being almost raped in the old warehouse surfaced like a nightmare. It was the same scenario, with hideous faces looming as if to swallow her whole.

An inexplicable fear gripped her heart. In the next moment, Lina stepped back, her legs trembling, stumbling and falling backward. Her eyes widened in terror, and she screamed, instinctively reaching out to grab the person in front of her to keep herself from falling.

But the people in front of her, seemingly convinced that she was the mistress, refused to help and glared at her instead. Just when Lina thought she would fall and hurt herself, a steady hand came to her aid, gently pulling back her tilting body.

After a while, Lina finally managed to steady herself, then exhaled deeply to calm her nervous expression. A hand as large as the one that saved her must belong to a husband accompanying his wife for a prenatal check-up or maybe a doctor in the hospital who happened to be passing by.

Seeing the man who saved her, the other pregnant women’s voices stopped abruptly. Their fierce expressions morphed into those of lovesick nymphos. Lina felt a surge of familiarity in her heart.

Although she was now steady on her feet, the man’s palm remained on her back and showed no intention of letting go. Lina moved her back to hint that he could let go, then turned to thank him for saving her. However, upon turning her head, it seemed as if her heartbeat had ceased.

The sight before her eyes fixed on the familiar face, with the handsome features and distinct contours, and the unreadable expression. The originally elegant face now bore signs of fatigue, and a hint of stubble appeared on the chin.

:Looking somewhat disheveled, the man exuded a different charm! Lina found her previously stalled heartbeat now racing as they both stared intently at each other. Their eyes met, but none could bring themselves to say a word. A thousand words had turned into silence.

"He doesn’t look like a man who would have a mistress. He must be her husband, right?"

"Seems like we misunderstood her!"

"Her husband has been really busy, but now that he finished, he came right away and he looks so haggard!"

"I guess he must have been on a business trip. He’s got that windblown look about him!"

Surrounded by these women, whose attitudes had shifted upon seeing Mario Jensen, Lina felt as if this was the second time a divine presence had descended to save her.

"Fabian, why are you here?"

After a moment, Lina finally managed to compose herself and calmly ask the question. Only she knew how excited and scared she felt; it had taken a tremendous amount of acting skill to suppress such emotions to appear calm.

Mario Jensen didn’t answer her question, just quietly looked at her, the depth in his eyes unchanged. His gaze, however, slowly moved from her face, inch by inch down to her slightly raised belly.

Lina noticed the change in his gaze and instinctively covered her belly with her hands.

Noticing her movements, Mario Jensen’s face darkened instantly, and a spark of anger ignited within his eyes. What was she trying to say? Was he not worthy of looking at his own child?

"Next, Lina!"

Just as their expressions tense up, the examination room announces Lina’s name.

"Young lady, are you Lina? It’s your turn!"