A Night with Her Cruel Mate

Chapter 98 A Long Story

Terence's gaze was fixed on Felix. His voice was as cold as the freezing wind of December. As he was speaking slowly, his words sent shivers down Felix’s spine.

"Didn’t you hear Miss Gu? She’s asking you to get out."

"Mr. Chen." Felix kept swallowing. He wanted to explain, but Terence’s stare held him back.

He smiled bitterly. There would be no point explaining to Terence that day. So, Felix could only wait for him to calm down tomorrow.

Felix felt resigned and decided to leave. On his way out, he looked sternly at Jean who was in Terence’s arms. But he surely saw a sneer on her face.

Only then did Felix realize that everything that happened that day was plotted by Jean.

That explained why Jean changed her attitude suddenly.

Felix wanted to rush forward and beat her up, but he couldn’t. He could only watch Jean curling up in Terence’s arms while she was smiling smugly.

"Mr. Chen, I'm leaving." Felix bade his farewell.

As soon as Felix left, Jean fainted. Even though Terence shook her body and shouted at her, she wasn't waking up. Worried, he rushed her to the nearest hospital.

"Mr. Chen, what happened to Miss Gu is nothing serious. Her fatigue was caused by the medicine she took that made her hands and feet week. She just needs some rest and she'll be fine," the doctor reported after the check-up.

"Thank you, Doctor." Terence sent the doctor away. When Terence came back, he tucked Jean in. In order to release his stress, he went out to puff a smoke in the smoking area.

He couldn’t imagine what would have happened to Jean if he hadn’t come there in time.

He had already betrayed her once three years ago. He didn't want her to suffer anymore.

One cigarette after another, Terence was so upset that he finished his whole pack. After throwing the empty cigarette pack, he decided to buy another one. But another pack of cigarettes was handed to him when he was about to go out.

He looked up. When he saw the person in front of him, his eyebrows slightly furrowed. "Why are you here?"

"I came here to take some medicine for my grandfather. I heard that you are here, so I drop by to take a look. How are you feeling? Are you feeling under the weather?" asked Nelson.

Terence took the cigarette. He calmly replied, "Not me."

"Not you? Is it Mrs. Chen? What happened to her again?" Nelson frowned.

Terence lit a cigarette again. "We are already divorced. You’d better change the way you call her."

Nelson stuck out his tongue. "Old habits die hard, they say. I just assumed it's her since you hadn’t told me yet who is in the hospital."

"It’s Jean," said Terence impassively.

"Jean?" Nelson face became sour. He didn’t know why, but he didn’t like Jean even from the first time he saw her. It was a weird feeling that there were some unknown secrets behind her innocent face. "What’s wrong with her?"

"It’s a long story and difficult to explain." Terence sighed. "You’d better get going after you get the medicine. Don’t keep your grandpa waiting."

"Then, I got to go." Nelson shrugged and took a few steps away, but turned his head back again to Terence. "Terence, I know you won’t listen to me. But here’s my advice, stay away from Jean, or you’ll regret it."

"Well, quit putting your nose in my business," said Terence.

However, Nelson was still unwilling to leave just like that. He stared at Terence. "I know you're still holding a grudge against Julia for what happened three years ago. But I believe that she's not the kind of woman. I think you should better find an opportunity to talk to her."

Terence’s mouth was shut. When Nelson didn’t get a response, he let out a long sigh and left.

Only minutes after Nelson left, Terence felt a little bit of boredom. He finished his last stick and went back to the ward. On his way back, he saw Jean standing barefoot at the doorway. She was teary-eyed looking for him.

"What are you doing here barefooted? Why aren’t you resting inside?"

Jean gave him a puppy face. "I’m scared." Tears flowed down her cheeks. "You weren’t there when I opened my eyes. I was so scared. I was terrified that Felix would suddenly appear right in front of me. Terence, please don’t leave me again, okay?" Text property © Nôvel(D)ra/ma.Org.

She hugged Terence. Her tears damped his shirt instantly. "I really thought I was doomed in that situation. I sent you a message but I waited too long. By then, I was sure that you wouldn’t show up. But at the last moment, you came. I felt miserable until I saw you. I couldn't thank you enough."

Terence reached out and held Jean in his arms. "I'm sorry. I promised to pick you up at eight o’clock, but something unexpected happened in the company. I would never forgive myself forever if I hadn't save you."

"It’s not your fault. I was too careless." Jean embraced Terence tightly and drown herself in his smell.

He grabbed her hand and helped her out to sit on the bed while pressing her hand softly. Then he asked, "Jean, now that you are safe, can you tell me what happened? You said that you would thank someone tonight, right? Is it Felix?"

Upon hearing it, Jean’s face turned pale as if she was still in her nightmare.

He hurriedly comforted her, "It’s fine. If you don’t want to talk about it yet, I won’t force you. Here, you can take a rest first."

"No, I’m fine." Jean took Terence’s hand. "As long as you’re with me, I am afraid of nothing."

She breathed deeply. "You know what I’m doing. My hands mean everything to me. But I’ve been injured recently, and I can’t write anymore. So, I have to sell the film and television copyright of my book to financially sustain myself.

I met Felix when I was abroad. At that time, he had a strong desire for me. But I…" Jean glanced at Terence shyly before continuing, "I refused him. I haven’t seen him for three years. That was the second time we met after I came back here from abroad."

"The second time? When was the first time?" Terence frowned out of confusion.