Arrogant Man VS Unyielding Woman

"No." Noticing the impatience reeking from Jean, Zed didn't argue any longer and quickly grabbed her bag, handing it over to her before she completely losing her temper. "Okay, here you are. Your cellphone and daily necessities are in this bag. I haven't packed your clothes, so you can just go and buy some..."

Grabbing the bag from him, Jean interrupted him in a softer voice this time,"Thank you." She passed by him and took her leave, but was stopped as Zed grabbed her hand and stared at her with blank eyes, unable to tell her what he really felt at that very moment. Sighing, he said instead, "Don't make me wait too long, Jean. Come back as soon as you can." Jean stared back at him intently. She was about to instinctively nod at him, but the image of him and Jesse kissing flashed on her mind. She felt the coldness of misery in her heart. She frowned at him, pulling her hand away, and in haste, continued to walk ahead. Heaving a deep sigh, Zed watched her retreating figure for a second before turning to Toby. "Toby, I'd like you to use this car, so it would be convenient for you to protect Jean. I trust in you." Saying this, he pulled out a car key from his pocket and handed it to Toby. Toby felt pride surging through him as Zed trusted him with this responsibility. With great respect, he nodded and replied, "Yes, Mr. Zed." He then reached out his hand to take the key.

Zed turned to watch Jean again. He felt so many emotions coursing through his body right now that all he could do was heave yet another deep sigh. Without looking away from Jean, he said to Toby, "Take good care of Jean. Protect her from any potential danger that she might cross paths with. That girl is a magnet for troubles."

Once more, Toby replied with unfaltering respect, "Yes, Mr. Zed. You can count on me." When Zed didn't reply anymore, he hurriedly left. He turned the ignition of the first luxurious car that he ever rode and drove. He shook his head from the thought of how comfortable it was to be in this racing car and focused his attention on following after Jean, who was already far away. After all, he had a responsibility that Zed had trusted him in.

Once more, Zed let out another heavy sigh as he watched the car drove off before leaving as well.

Turning towards the curb, Jean started to slow her pace after she was sure that she was already out of Zed's sight.

Soon after, a honk startled her from behind.

Jean moved towards the sidewalk to give way for the car, and saw Zed's car moving beside her to match her pace. She quickened her pace, annoyed by the thought of Zed following her. But she stopped when she saw a different man on the driver's seat as the windows rolled down. The car door opened and out was Toby, who opened the backseat door for her. "Mrs. Jean, please, get on the car."

Jean's eyebrows furrowed into a frown, confused as to why Toby was using Zed's most valuable and favorite car.

Seeing her confused look, Toby explained, "Mr. Zed asked to me to use this car to drive you to and from your destination."

Without any second thoughts, she shrugged her shoulders lightly and said, "Okay." Jean then got on the car instantly through the door Toby opened for her.

Knowing her attitude from the past conversations, Toby was stunned for a moment, not expecting her to get in the car without any declining and arguing that would eventually lead to the same outcome. Shaking his head, he decided to let this go and got on his side of the car to drive.

Only the sound of the engine could be heard as Toby quickly drove the car to the unloading area of the hospital and rushed to open the door for Jean. After he told Jean to wait for him in front of the main entrance, he drove the car to the parking lot. However, Jean rolled her eyes and disobediently entered the hospital the moment the car was out of sight.

As soon as she stepped through the main entrance, she was immediately greeted by Moore, who was smiling at her as he waited for her patiently.

"Did you wait for me on purpose?" Jean asked, laughing as she quickly walked towards him.

"Of course, so come on. Let's go. You won't believe it. Henry's room has been noisy ever since early in the morning. Go and check for yourself. See how you can deal with it." In haste, Moore said, not wasting time to exchange any polite greetings with Jean. After hearing this, Jean's heart sank as she thought of all the possible reasons why. She instantly cocked an eyebrow and asked,"What the hell happened? Do you know?"

"What else could it be?" Moore replied, shrugging his shoulders at her. "Henry just heard the news about Winner's death, so he ordered his people to call for Joy and Shirley. He has been yelling at them non-stop. It seems like he is really devastated this time." 'How could he not feel sad about this? After all, his lost his son, ' Jean thought to herself.

She sighed and was about to start walking when she noticed Toby hurriedly running towards her.

Moore looked at Toby and turned to Jean with a puzzled look. Jean just nodded at him, expecting this reaction from Moore. When he saw Toby stand behind Jean, he turned to face Jean once more and asked, "Jean, is this..."

Jean turned to look at Toby and then introduced him to Moore. "Well, this is Toby. I hired him to protect me."

"Protect you?" Moore repeated in disbelief. He gave her a confused but astonished look.

Jean smiled at him. "After all, I am going to return to the Wen Group, and you should know how complicated Wen Group is. So I thought that I should better be careful by hiring a bodyguard for extra protection in case something unprecedented happens." She explained as to which Moore had understood and nodded. Given the situations in the past, he agreed at this decision to hire a personal bodyguard. Seeing that Moore wasn't going to reply any further, Jean started to walk towards Henry's room, Moore and Toby behind her.

As soon as they turned towards the corner, they noticed a group of people gathering in the hallway ahead of them and quite a few steps near Henry's room.

Even from that distance, they could hear Henry's angry voice and Joy's hysterical screams.

As they drew closer towards the room, Jean couldn't help but listen to the gossips around her. "I can understand that Winner's death made Henry very upset, but I don't understand why Henry is so furious at Joy. After all, Winner is also Joy's son. Any mother would feel downhearted than any other person when her child dies."

The other nodded in agreement and said, "Yes, I am also as confused as you are. Why on earth would Henry be so angry at Joy? His son had just died. It's not the right moment to get frustrated like this. If he continues to yell like that towards his family, he might lose them one by one sooner or later."

Another shook her head and disagreed. "You guys know nothing at all! Henry has to be confined in a wheelchair for the rest of his life. He's already feeling so miserable ever since then, and now, he lost his only son. Of course, he, too, is greatly disappointed." Another one interjected, "Oh, did you hear? When Henry was in coma, his other daughter didn't show up at all! Do you think..."

Jean kept walking and showed no emotion on her face, keeping face as straight as she could muster.

Deep inside, when she was mentioned in the conversation, she felt mixed emotions swirl inside of her.

No matter how much she tried to distance herself from the Wen family, every time other people saw her, they would instantly recognize her as "Henry Wen's daughter".

As one of them caught sight of Jean walking towards the room, they all shut their mouth up at once and looked at her surprisingly.

Jean shook whatever they were discussing moments ago from her mind and didn't want to think about them too much. She ignored them as they passed by the group, stopping in front of the closed door and gave Toby a wink.

A pair of men clad in black suits stepped aside for Toby to move ahead and knock on the door but to no response. The knock was probably drowned in from the screams and shouts that could be heard from the room.

Toby just knocked politely, but since there was no response, he had no choice but to rudely open the door himself.

Without skipping a beat, he kicked the door open at once.

Jean's eyes widened in surprise. Her mouth gaped open and stared at Toby, stunned for a moment. The two men beside the door exchanged glances, not sure if they should pin down Toby or let him be.

'Oh my god! Toby, we're in a hospital. Don't you think it's quite rude and unacceptable to just knock down the door when nobody answers it?' she thought, unable to say these words in her mind.

The crowd immediately dispersed after witnessing the door getting knocked out.

Even though they were curious, it wasn't worth risking their own lives.

Noticing the crowd leaving, Jean sighed and was almost thankful for Toby's action. A bitter smile crept on her face, and she then looked at Moore, who was also shocked and looked right back at her. After a moment, she patted Toby on the shoulder before walking into the

room.

Inside, Henry, Joy, and Shirley stared at Toby in horror as if they thought that they were being attacked, but when they saw Jean entering the room, they felt quite relieved. However, this feeling of relief was quickly replaced by looks of disdain as if Jean had just imagined the relief on their eyes after seeing her.

Joy glared at her and asked, "What are you doing here?" Ever since this morning, Joy had been keeping her anger bottled up inside of her for she could not be mad at Henry. She needed him, so when she saw Jean, she finally found someone to release this fury to. Ignoring her, Jean rolled her eyes at Joy and moved directly towards a furious Henry. She frowned at him and asked, "How many lives do you think you have? Why are you yelling at others? Do you think it's worth risking your life? Why can't you just take care of yourself? I told you again and again that your life líne depends on how you behave. If you want to live longer, you should take care of yourself. If not, go ahead and keep yelling!"

"I know, all right! You don't have to tell me!" Henry replied at her, still angry. He turned away from Jean and glared at Joy, saying. "It's just that, they are so cruel to me. Winner has just died, but they dare hide this from me. That woman wanted to compete for the CEO position of Wen Group. Were it not for her selfishness, I wouldn't have known of my son's death."

Joy bit her bottom lip in frustration. With discontent on her face, she retorted, "How many times do I have to tell you that the reason I didn't tell you is because I was afraid that you couldn't bear the grief and ultimately risk your life."