Once in the car, Jean lowered her head. Not only was she cold and shivering, she was embarrassed at being discovered by Ethan.
"Are you cold?" Ethan asked softly before turning up the heater. Then he scooted closer to Jean. It felt so natural to sit beside her.
Jean's body trembled some more. This time it wasn't because of the cold, but because of the proximity between her and Ethan. He made her nervous.
"Jean, actually..." Ethan began speaking.
"Well, Ethan, I have to ask for your help, " Jean rushed in. Ethan studied Jean. She had been awkward around him since the moment they had met. He wondered why she couldn't look into his eyes.
"Okay. Sure, anything for you, " said Ethan. He looked at her with tenderness.
Still uncomfortable, Jean moved closer to the door. When the armrest dug painfully into her back, she accepted that there was no way for her to create more distance between her and Ethan. She sighed and lowered her head. She opened and closed her mouth as though wanting to speak but being unsure of what to say. She fidgeted with her fingers and tightly closed her mouth.
"Could you lend me some money? I want to rent a house, and buy a new phone... After I get a job, I will gradually return the money, " said Jean.
Her voice grew softer and softer with each word. Ethan watched as Jean's face turned red. It seemed as though she had almost stopped breathing.
It never occurred to her that one day she would need to borrow money from her ex-boyfriend. How did she end up like this?
After the break-up, Jean had been terribly upset. She had imagined that the next time they met, she would have more confidence and higher self-esteem. However, the situation was such that she had to swallow her pride and ask him for help.
She didn't want to do it...
Upon hearing her request, Ethan's face reflected the anger he felt. He clenched his fists and said, "That bastard Zed, he dares to leave you with nothing after the divorce!" Then he grabbed Jean's hand and said, "But, it doesn't matter. I'll support you from now on."
She hurriedly withdrew her cold hands, and said, "It's not what you think, I..."
"You don't have to explain. I know you are having a rough time. I will help you however I can, " said Ethan.
Jean studied Ethan and found that he was being completely sincere.
"Ethan, you must have misunderstood me. Zed and I ..." said Jean. She wanted to explain, but it was a long story, and so she stopped. "If you could lend me the
It all starts on that fateful night.
When Ella, who is the dear sister of Samuel’s best buddy, sneaks into the hotel where the drunken Samuel resides and gets pregnant…
"I don’t want a divorce!"
"I don’t want a divorce!"
"I did no such thing!"
Ella jumped on the bed and cried out. “I don’t want a scheming woman as my wife. Just sign the paper...
ening, Zed was extremely upset.
"Maybe, I should fulfill her wish, " said Zed.
He sighed and put the phone down. Then, he walked over to the safe, entered the password, opened the door and took out Jean's Residence Booklet and the two marriage certificates.
His hands felt like lead as he picked up his phone and sent a message to his secretary.
"Print a copy of the divorce agreement and send it to my house."
Just as Zed put down the phone, Zack called.
"The woman you said you had fallen in love with last time we met, is she the heroine in the news?" asked Zack.
"What do you want to say?" asked Zed. Zed's tone conveyed the frustration he felt. He did not want to talk about Jean and Ethan.
"I just want to share with you some news. A rich tycoon has rented my whole club for a party tonight, " said Zack.
"Okay. If there is nothing else of importance, I..." said Zed.
"Wait. I haven't finished. Do you want to know who the tycoon is? He is the hero from the Weibo post. Ethan Lei, " said Zack.
Ethan Lei? Ethan Lei again!
Hearing the name, Zed felt suffocated.
"You know I am a businessman. I can't refuse the booking especially since it is a lot of money. But, if you say the word, I will cancel. What do you say? I am a loyal friend, no?" said Zack.
"When will the party start?" asked Zed. His expression darkened as he spoke.
"Eight o'clock in the evening. What are you planning? Are you thinking of causing a scene? It is just a small business. This will not hurt me. Shall I just refuse the booking?" asked Zack. Beep beep beep.
Zed had ended the call already.
Having a party. In such a rush to celebrate?