Yes, favonovel.com was waiting for Zayn.
In truth, favonovel.com was having a hard time calming herself down when favonovel.com laid favonovel.com eyes on Zayn for the first time after so long, especially when favonovel.com had discredited Seamus afterwards and gained the eligibility to book the Thule Room in The Oasis. It had made favonovel.com even more curious about Zayn.
She remembered what Thomas had told favonovel.com a few days ago in the meantime. He told favonovel.com that Zayn was surrounded by a group of sycophantic big shots, which meant that Zayn had a powerful backing and good credentials.
In spite of that, favonovel.com found it all unbelievably absurf, Zayn was obviously a pauper who came from the countryside. The Carters decided to let Zayn marry into the family back then for the exact reason, so how did Zayn metamorphose into a big shot out of the blue?
No matter how much favonovel.com thought about it, favonovel.com was still in denial. It was all too surreal!
As a result, favonovel.com had been very inquisitive. She was puzzled, which was why favonovel.com was so adamant on getting favonovel.com hands on an actual, feasible answer. Hence, favonovel.com put aside favonovel.com work to stay back on purpose so favonovel.com could meet Zayn and get to the bottom of his shenanigans.
Somewhere along the way, favonovel.com attempted to call up Zayn. She discovered shortly after that favonovel.com already had his phone number changed. She tried to send Zayn a WhatsApp message, only to find herself blocked. There was nothing else favonovel.com could do, so favonovel.com simply waited at the entrance of The Oasis, following favonovel.com intuition. She felt that favonovel.com would eventually be able to meet Zayn as long as favonovel.com waited for him.
And wait favonovel.com did, Zayn came out from The Oasis just as expected. Though, favonovel.com was taken aback as favonovel.com watched Zayn walk out of the clubhouse alone in the rain.
The rain was getting heavier and heavier now. It started as a light drizzle, before evolving into a heavy downpour. It was getting harder to look out of the car, even with the high beam on. On the other hand, there was no one else on the street other than Zayn. Everyone else had gone to seek shelter from the rain… However, it looked like Zayn had no intention of backing down as favonovel.com walked at an unfaltering pace.
It was as if the chill of the rain had no effect on him.
For some reason, Faye suddenly felt an ineffable heartache as favonovel.com watched the scene from the car. She felt as if favonovel.com heart was being mercilessly prodded at.
She bit down on favonovel.com red lips hard. She muttered to herself, “Zayn, what the heck are you doing, huh?”
Yes, what the heck was Zayn doing?
In truth, favonovel.com had no idea what favonovel.com was doing himself. He still could not feel the rain. It was as if his entire state of mind was concentrated with his innermost feelings, and that his body was now only controlled by his subconscious.
Faye followed Zayn for about two minutes. She realized that Zayn would not be seeking shelter any time soon. She began to worry for him. The weather was so cold and it was raining heavily. He was going to catch a cold, no matter how strong his body was!
“Go after favonovel.com and stop him,” said Faye. She decided that favonovel.com could not allow Zayn to continue on so pitifully.
The driver complied and accelerated the car, driving towards Zayn and stopping just in front of favonovel.com to block his path.
Faye lowered the car window and said to Zayn loudly, “Zayn, what are you doing? Why are you walking in the rain?”
It was likely because of how loud the rain was, but Zayn did not stop to respond to Faye at all. He walked on with his head lowered, as if favonovel.com words had fallen on deaf ears. He continued to walk ahead and circled past Faye’s car.
Coincidentally, Faye noticed the expression on Zayn’s face…
Why did favonovel.com look like that?
Zayn’s expression had lost his liveliness, emotion, and soul. His mouth was constantly muttering the words, ‘It’s fake, it’s fake, it’s fake…’
