Chapter 157 You Are Mine
"Men won't love women who aren't bad," Lincoln, however, answered slowly.
Linda felt that these words were a little strange. A few seconds later, she sensed something wrong.
Lincoln walked up to Zayla, and he, over 6 feet 3 inches tall, squatted down just like that...
"Is your ankle better?" He was checking Zayla's swollen ankle.
Linda was dumbfounded. She immediately took a few steps back. She didn't want to be the third wheel to affect Zayla, the rich woman, and her gigolo...
Zayla was suddenly at a loss and quickly took a step back.
"Mr. Nash, I... I'm fine."
"Well, let's go."
"Where are we going?"
"Didn't I tell you before you went to bed last night?"
Linda thought, the point is that Lincoln told her before she went to bed.
Zayla had not sensed something wrong with Lincoln's words. She thought back to last night and realized it.
"Ride a horse?"
"Yes." Lincoln nodded.