Arrogant Man VS Unyielding Woman

Chapter 232 Please Let Me Off

"All right, stop talking about it. Don't you feel ashamed? So many people are watching you!" Zed

walked up to Jean, grabbed her arm, and turned toward the room.

Jean's eyes widened in surprise. Her expression turned to bewilderment as she looked at Zed. When

she turned to face Zack, she noticed his apologetic smile.

'What the hell is going on here?

I came to dissuade Zed and Zack from fighting. Instead of being appreciative, they think I shouldn't

meddle?

Is that what this is all about?'

Complex expressions grew on the faces of all the audience as they watched Zed leave with Jean.

"Zack, are you okay?" An onlooker asked with concern.

"I'm fine..." Zack wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth as a nonchalant smile danced on his

lips.

Then he looked at Jesse. His brows furrowed when he noticed that her expression conveyed disgust

and anger.

Feeling a little helpless, Zack continued to gaze at Jesse, hoping to identify her thoughts. When he

couldn't, Zack turned away.

Jesse on the other hand, didn't know what to think. The argument between Zed and Zack had taken an

aggressive turn. It had been a messy fight. However, Jean had come and resolved the situation easily.

And brother Zed, anxious to protect his wife, pulled Jean straight back into his room. Jesse found all

this particularly upsetting.

'It seems that brother Zed is becoming more and more fond of Jean. The situation is spinning out of

control. No, I can't let things go on like this!' Jesse's helplessness could be gauged from her demeanor.

Jean walked quickly to prevent herself from falling as Zed dragged her toward his room. She rolled her

eyes at his overreaction but remained quiet.

As soon as they had entered the room, Jean shook off Zed's hand forcefully. She pouted as she asked,

"What's the matter? Why did you fight with Zack for no reason?"

Now that they were back in the room and nobody was around, Jean found that she could question Zed

openly without worrying about what people would think of their relationship.

Zed sighed in resignation. His face was swollen and his head throbbed painfully. He flashed Jean a

reconciliatory smile and mumbled, "Would you mind questioning me later? I'm in terrible pain now.

Please let me clean up first."

"No way!" Jean firmly shook her head and said, "I won't let you go until you give me a satisfactory

explanation." Jean saw the surprise on Zed's face. Taking pity, she lowered her voice and said tenderly,

"Zed, you're not an impulsive person. On the contrary, you are so rational that sometimes it's

frightening. You fought with your best friend for no reason. That is why I want to know what happened.

Zed, can you see why I'm worried?"

Jean reached for Zed's arm and shook it gently. Concern filled her eyes as she gazed at him.

Zed was speechless at Jean's statement. He shook his head and looked at the ground.

Several explanations ran through Zed's mind but he found that he was unable to put these thoughts

into words. Finally he looked up at her and said, "Jean, it's not that I don't want to tell you. I'm just

afraid that you'll get angry when you hear it."

"I know you must have your reasons for fighting Zack. What I cannot understand is why you won't tell

me what these reasons are. You know I worry about you. You know I won't be able to sleep until I know

what is bothering you."

Jean tried rationalizing with Zed.

Zed was hesitant for a while. He was still struggling with how to explain this situation to Jean. When he

saw her worried look, he became softhearted and gave up.

"It's nothing serious. Zack heard some gossip about you. When he told me, he showed superfluous

concern for you. So I hit him." As Zed voiced his reasons for getting angry with Zack, he could see that

he had overreacted. Shame and guilt flooded him. He smiled in embarrassment as he spoke. His voice

was getting lower and lower, and at last, it was almost inaudible.

Jean thought about all the reasons why Zed and Jack would fight. She had never imagined that she

would be the reason for conflict between the two friends.

To make matters worse, the reason for their fight was far-fetched and ridiculous.

"Zed, Zack is your best friend. There's no doubt about the strength of your relationship, is there? Are

you telling me that you crossed a line in your relationship with Zack all because of some gossip? What

about your trust in each other..." Jean looked at Zed in shock. She laughed bitterly, not knowing what to

say.

If she blamed Zed, he would be upset.

But if she didn't help him see reason, how could she live with herself?

"Zack knows you're my wife. By virtue of my relationship with him, you are his sister-in-law. His concern

is valid. However, I am your husband, and by all rights, I have to care about your affairs. Who asked

him to meddle? Besides, the trouble between him and Magnolia hasn't been resolved yet..." Zed

argued angrily.

Jean frowned and stared at Zed.

Somehow Jean had this nagging feeling that Zed was not telling her everything. His reasons were

understandable, but they didn't warrant his reaction. 'What could he be hiding?' Jean wondered what

Zack had said to make Zed so angry that he hit Zack.

"Tell me more about this gossip that Zack shared with you." Jean raised an eyebrow as she asked. If

he wasn't going to be forthcoming, she was going to question him some more.

"It's over. It doesn't matter any more. Forget about it." Zed tried to be dismissive. However, as he

thought about what Zack had said to him, Zed began to feel uncomfortable. He didn't want to think or

talk about the gossip any more. And so, he just comforted Jean by saying, "Don't worry! My relationship

with Zack won't be affected by this small argument."

Jean could see that Zed was trying really hard to avoid answering her questions. She knew that he was

stubborn, and that if she continued to pester him, he would only clam up.

It didn't matter. She could ask Zack when she met him tomorrow.

'But what kind of gossip could have angered Zed so much?'

The thought wouldn't be dismissed as easily. Jean found herself perturbed. No matter what tricks

Shirley and Winner had played on her, Zed had been able to deal with them rationally.

'This situation is clearly worse than anything that has happened to her before, otherwise Zed would not

have raised his hand.

What on earth could the gossip be about?'

"Are you hungry? I know you haven't eaten. I will tell them to prepare some food for you." Zed found a

reason to leave. Before Jean could reply, he got up and walked toward the door.

Jean's thoughts were disrupted by Zed's quick exit. "You don't have to..." she started explaining, But

when she looked up, Zed was no longer in the room.

Jean smiled and shook her head in resignation. Not knowing what the two men had fought about

disturbed her. She felt quite anxious.

The more she thought about it, the more Jean felt that her relationship with Zed was jinxed. They never

had any peace. Each new day brought some complexity, some challenge, and some misunderstanding.

Despite the challenges, Jean and Zed's relationship had only strengthened. While that thought made

her smile, she was still contemplating over what new crisis was going to disrupt their life this time.

Zed quickly rushed out of their room. He strode through the hall and reached the stairs. He sighed in

relief when he turned and saw that Jean had not followed him. Slowly, he made his way to the manager

of the resort. Then he gave instructions to the manager to prepare a nutritious night supper for Jean.

Once the manager had left, Zed allowed himself to rest. He sat on the nearby sofa and nursed his

aching head.

As he rubbed his temples, Zed thought about what Zack had shared with him.

Zed frowned. His expression conveyed the confusion he felt.

As a matter of fact, there also had been several rumors about Jean before, and it turned out that she

was framed. So this time he should trust her from the beginning.

But how could he dismiss what Zack had said? Zack was like a brother to Zed. He trusted Zack

implicitly. How could he trust Jean and not Zack? The dilemma had been so great that

Zed had punched Zack without thinking.

"Brother Zed..." Jesse walked into the hall and saw Zed sitting by himself. She walked up to him and

said with concern, "Why haven't you tended to the wounds on your face and body? Come on, let me

help you..."

"Thank you, but you don't have to..." Zed said quickly. He had greater concerns to deal with at the

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"Why not? Do you want everyone to see you like this? Do you want the wounds to fester?" Without

waiting for a reply, Jesse turned and called for a waitress. She gave quick instructions to the waitress

before sitting next to Zed. As soon as the waitress brought the first-aid kit, Jesse began to wash the

wound and apply ointment.

"Zack really needs to pay attention to his strength. How could he hit you so hard..." Jesse said with

concern as she applied the ointment.

"Well, you can't really blame him. He also suffered a lot of injuries. I didn't hit him any less hard than he

hit me. I bet he's hurt just as much as me, " Zed frowned as he spoke.

Jesse stopped what she was doing and stared at Zed in quiet contemplation. She hesitated before

speaking, "Brother Zed, could Zack have been telling the truth?"