Chapter 210 You? Eighteen Years Old?

Before Hanson could speak, Lincoln had already stepped forward, grabbed Zayla's wrist, and pulled her into his arms. "So, you ran away from home, just because you were mad at me?" Zayla was stunned by his sudden embrace. She widened her eyes, totally confused. She didn't know whether she should push him away or not. Neither seemed a good choice. She thought, what is Lincoln up to? Seeing them like that, Hanson was slack-jawed. He pointed at Lincoln and then at Zayla. "Linkin, what's going on between you and Zayla?" "Yeah. Linkin, you two..." Felipa was also confused. Zayla was confused as well. She could not figure out what Lincoln was doing. Also, the way Hanson and Felipa addressed Lincoln didn't make sense. She thought, Linkin? What's that? Isn't Mrs. Vaughan's second grandson dead already? What is going on?