Arrogant Man VS Unyielding Woman novel Chapter 441

"I know. You take care of yourself. I'll hang up, bye-bye."

"Bye."

Jean ended the phone call, looked at her phone's screen and breathed heavily.

"Jean, don't worry. Zed will handle it very well." Moore had heard their entire conversation and knew what had happened. Seeing Jean tense, he tried to comfort her.

"No, Moore, you don't know how horrible Joy is. She is a devilish character. I was oppressed by her all my life and never in that time, was I able to find a chance to fight back. Now that Shirley is in jail and she can't visit, she must be hating my guts." Jean uttered it in one breath.

"Why do you say that? After all it was Shirley's own mistake. Joy favors her, but she can't blame it all on you. She should have some conscience." Moore comforted her.

"How can I explain this to you? If Joy was reasonable and had some conscience, she wouldn't have treated me as a servant for twenty years," Jean explained, with a painful smile.

"Zed said that he would handle it well. You should believe him. Don't overthink it, alright?" Moore was stunned but had tried to hide his surprise from Jean. Although he knew that Jean had had a hard life before she married Zed, he had never imagined Jean being treated as a servant.

'The Wen family is so cruel and cold-blooded.'

As they headed to the sea, Jean looked absent-minded and lost all vigor.

Noticing Jean slow her pace, Moore who was following her, suddenly covered his chest, pretending to be in pain.

"What happened?" Jean turned around as she heard Moore cry out in pain.

"I am not feeling well in my chest..." Moore breathed hard and suggested,"Shall we go back?"

"You should go to the hospital if you are not feeling well..." Jean was worried. She held Moore by the arm and patted his back as they begun walking back. "Hold on. I'll get you to the hospital..."

"Jean..." Moore suddenly stopped in his tracks and gratefully said,"Jean, I'm glad that you care for me. My chest stings because a nerve throbs right where the wound is recovering. It's alright. I just need to go back and rest."

Jean was puzzled and looked at Moore's calm face. After a moment, she understood something. She stopped supporting him by the arm and raged against him. "Moore, do you think this is funny? Are you happy playing such a trick on me?"

"No, I don't." Looking awkward, Moore started explaining it to Jean. "I saw that you were worried about Zed being able to handle it and then, it occurred to me that perhaps, we should go back and help him. No matter how powerful Joy is, she can't overpower the three of us."

"You..." Jean was very much aware of Moore's intentions, but the way he confronted her in an unabashed fashion amused her.

There was no denying the fact that Moore had seen through her and found such a lame yet caring reason to plot their return.

But, he didn't know how scared she was when he pretended to have an ache in the chest.

"Okay, this is it then. Let's go back," Moore said, heading to the parking lot.

Jean was unwilling, but she had to follow him.

Since Moore had sensed her worries, they called the day off.

'I will take him out next time.

There are plenty of chances, aren't there?'