Chapter 942 I Will Move Out Tomorrow

After going through a period of physical exercise, Jean's health had recovered and she looked much better. James looked at her.

"You've been staring at your phone for a while. Are you waiting for a message or a call? Maybe you should make that call yourself," James said.

Jean looked up at him. "No. Could you put the phone in the safe and lock it. That way, I won't be distracted till I get off work,"

she said, handing him the cell phone.

James took it from her and shook it in front of her eyes. "Are you sure?"

She nodded. Seeing that she was determined to get rid of it, James took the phone and put it in the safe.

After locking the safe, he turned around and saw Jean staring at the safe. It seemed that she was still a little reluctant.

"You are regretting it already, aren't you? Should I give it back?" he asked, raising his eyebrow at her.

Jean shook her head and said, "No, I'm fine. Let me help you with your curriculum."

James beamed at her suggestion, "All right! Come here!"

They went to the workbench to start with the curriculum. There were just a few students at the gym and only two coaches. James was also busy with the company affairs. There was a lot of work to be done.

After working nonstop for a while, they finally sorted out the curriculum.

They both yawned and stretched simultaneously. "It's finally done. I don't know when I would have finished it if it weren't for your help," James said, smiling at Jean with gratitude.

Jean smiled back modestly.

"But don't expect any salary hike," he laughed playfully.

She smirked. "Let's just say that if you give me a raise, I won't refuse!" She shrugged and laughed.

"You wish! All right, let's go! It's getting late. You can get off work now," James said, looking at his watch.

"But isn't there a course tonight? I can stay and help. I've got nothing to do anyway," Jean suggested.

James thought for a few seconds and then scratched the back of his head. "Well, what would you like to eat tonight? Of cou

"Do you know what you did wrong? It's alright if you just wanted to own me. But you should not have helped Molly leave me!"

When Brian learns the truth, there is no chance for Hannah to win his heart.

Molly, who wants to run away from Brian, seems to be the only one to blame for Hannah's misfortune...

ife! Jean!"

She was ashamed to hear the word "wife" from his mouth.

"I'm tired," she murmured.

She tried to move to the side of the bed and struggled to free herself from his embrace.

"Jean..." Zed started, but saw that she looked tired and had already closed her eyes.

He gently released his hands from around her shoulder.

After a few seconds, he sat up and thought about talking to her anyway.

He turned her around and pressed his body against hers. Without waiting for her permission, he placed his warm lips on her cherry red lips, tasting her tenderness.

"Stop it!" Jean shouted. She opened her eyes and reached out to push his face away.

"Jean, we haven't had sex in a long time. Don't you… Don't you want to have sex with me?" he asked in a magnetic voice.

"You want to have sex?" Jean asked, her sharp gaze fixed firmly on him.

He nodded.

"Really? Then, why don't you go find Julie and have sex with her?" Jean said casually and pushed him off her body.

Zed was shocked by her cold words. He pressed against her body again forcefully. "No matter how much I explain, you won't listen. I'm not gonna explain it again. I'll prove it to you," he said aggressively.

He lowered his head and kissed her lips again.

"No!" She shook her head. Her whole body was gyrating to resist Zed's aggressive behavior.