Arrogant Man VS Unyielding Woman novel Chapter 126

Zed's body turned stiff at Jean's outburst.

'Fall in love with me?' he thought. Thinking he had misheard Jean, he probed her gently, "You just said that you fall in love with me?"

"Yes, of course. Very much so." Jean slurred.

"Who do you love?" A part of Zed still couldn't believe Jean. Perhaps she was so intoxicated that she didn't know whom she was talking about. He wanted to hear her to say his name.

With arms still wrapped around Zed's neck, Jean pulled her head back far enough to glare at him. Then, without warning, she pressed her hot lips against his cool lips. She murmured, "I love you so very much, Zed!"

When she finished, Jean's head fell forward as she couldn't handle the drowsiness she was feeling. Zed felt so warm and comforting that Jean just rested her head on his chest.

Zed found that he couldn't move. What Jean had said and done had turned his world upside down. After all this time, she had finally been honest about her feelings. Zed's heart soared and a genuine smile danced on his lips. He would never forget this moment!

Having watched Jean play her tricks on the women for most of the evening and hearing about how they were scheming to get Jean into trouble had soured Zed's mood. But now, he felt refreshed and excited.

He glanced at her with tenderness and love. His eyes expressed all the love he felt for her. He couldn't help smiling when he laid Jean down in their bed. His gruff voice tickled her ear as he whispered, "Now that you have said that you love me, there's no turning back. I won't let you go!"

Although Jean could barely keep her eyes open, her brows smoothened and a tender smile lifted the corners of her mouth when she heard what Zed had said. She turned around and fell asleep.

It was already late afternoon when Jean woke. She felt dizzy and her mouth was dry. Her stomach turned at the thought of water. Unsure of what the time was, Jean scrambled to find her phone.

Jean's head hurt when she tried sitting up. What little light danced through the gaps in the curtains blinded her. She closed her eyes and placed her fingers on her temples and massaged gently.

She tried to piece together what happened the previous night, but Jean could only remember that she got the women drunk. She forgot what she had done after she had gotten drunk.

Jean stopped massaging her head as she prepared to stand. When she got out of bed, Jean saw a bowl of soup on the beside table. The soup was still steaming.

'What's this?' Jean slowly lifted the bowl and inhaled deeply. She scrunched her nose and pushed the bowl away. 'This is so not appetizing, ' she thought. 'What is this?'

"The soup will help you sober up and it will take care of your hangover." Zed said. Zed had been standing at the door, watching her.

Jean had thought that she was alone. When she heard Zed, she was so startled that she almost spilled her soup. She was a little miffed. She pouted before shouting at Zed, "Why do you stand in the shadows? You frightened me!"

"Didn't you notice me standing here?" Zed curled his lips and walked toward her.

Jean froze when she heard Zed's playful question. Was he teasing her? Something didn't feel right. Why was Zed behaving strangely? She couldn't tell what had changed. But Jean felt as though Zed was more comfortable around her. Gone was the stiff posture, and cold and awkward demeanor that used to appear whenever he was near Jean.

"Would you like me to feed you?" Zed asked when he saw that Jean was completely perplexed.

"I can feed myself, thank you very much..." came Jean's reply before the brought the soup closer to her mouth. Then she began drinking it right out of the bowl. After gulping down the soup, she remembered that they were supposed to be recording a segment of the show on the beach this afternoon. Given how brightly the sun was shining, Jean guessed it must be well past mid-day.

She asked anxiously "Am I late for the show? Can we still make it, if we leave now? You knew that we would be recording a segment at noon today. Why didn't you wake me?" Jean asked.

"You sleep like a hibernating bear! It's impossible to wake you. Trust me, I've tried before." Zed muttered.

"Hibernating bear?" Jean repeated Zed's analogy in disbelief. "Never mind all that, " she said waving her hands. "What do we do now? Would the crew be upset with my tardiness? Would they think that I'm like the other celebrities? That I come and go as I please without care for the value of someone else's time?" Jean was anxious. She was neither an actress nor a model. Although the crew would be expecting this behavior from the other women, Jean would have no excuse.

She didn't even want to think about what kind of gossip this would lead to. Everywhere she went, people found a reason to ridicule her. And missing the shoot would not help!

Zed knew what Jean was worried about. He grinned and walked closer to Jean as he spoke, "Don't fret. The show has been rescheduled."

"What do you mean?"