Arrogant Man VS Unyielding Woman novel Chapter 5

"What?" Jean couldn't believe what Zed had just said. She was completely stunned.

'He... he is not going to divorce me?'

"You... you can't take back your word so easily! You agreed to the divorce. Besides, you..." Jean spoke in broken sentences. Zed's reply had been so unexpected that Jean's mind was a chaotic mess. Anxiety flooded her and Jean found that she couldn't arrange her thoughts clearly.

In response to her anxious tone, Zed smiled wickedly as he replied, "I should be responsible for you."

Frustrated, Jean threw her hands up in the air. She waved them around as she spoke, "No, you don't have to. I can take care of myself!"

"But I'm not okay with this." In the meanwhile, Zed powered on his computer and clicked on the real-time monitor in his house. Then he selected on the view of the living room. He frowned when he saw Jean pacing in front of the couch. She was biting her fingernails and looked worried.

"As a matter of fact, I am very open-minded. As for you, I don't think you are a fogyish nerd, are you? Society is not as conservative anymore. Nowadays, it's common for people to make love consensually without considering formalities such as marriage. So, Zed, let's just complete the divorce procedure. Then neither of us will be detained. That's the perfect win-win situation."

'Detained?'

Zed frowned. Her unthoughtful choice of words and the way that she described their arrangement ignited a fury inside Zed. Although he tried to control his emotions when he spoke, traces of anger could be sensed, "Unfortunately, I am a fogyish guy for real, Mrs. Qi. Please prepare supper. I will be back soon."

Bibibi...

The sound of the call disconnecting left Jean confused. She looked at the phone in her hand.

'What the hell are you planning, Zed? Are you still joking about the divorce?' Furious and helpless, Jean needed to vent her anger. She grabbed the nearest couch cushion and repeatedly hit the wall with it.

'Wait, I should calm down and think it over carefully. What on earth is this jerk trying to do? Is he thinking I got the land too easily, and so he will try every means to get even?' Jean continued pacing in the living room as she muttered to herself.

'Zed is just a cold-faced devil. It's impossible to guess what he is thinking! The only thing I can do now is to play up to him till he signs the divorce papers of his own accord.'

Having figured out what her next actions should be, Jean quickly headed to the kitchen. She laboriously put together five dishes with meat and vegetables, in addition to a pot of soup.

Jean was comfortable in the kitchen. It was a place where she had spent most of her childhood and teenage years. It started when she was about four years old. Soon after her parents divorce, her father married Joy Yi. A year later, Joy bore a pigeon pair, which delighted her father very much. However, for Jean, the two new-born babies meant additional responsibilities and more housework. Since then, Jean was treated as a domestic worker. By the time Jean had turned 15, her chores had progressed from cleaning and chopping to preparing full meals.

The challenges Jean faced in her early years continued well into her college life. As she neared her graduation, Jean dreamed of leaving home and finding a job far away from her family. She even made the effort to search for work opportunities in different cities! But things did not go as planned for her father unexpectedly arranged her marriage with Zed Qi. Her situation had never reversed. She had simply left one mean and controlling man for another.

Zed walked through the door just as Jean put the pot of soup on the table. This surprised Jean. It was as though he had scheduled his arrival for this meal. Sitting at the table, Jean found that she had lost her appetite. After aimlessly picking at her food, she sat with suspended chopsticks in her hand. Her mind was consumed with thoughts about the divorce. How would she force Zed to honor their previous agreements? She glanced at Zed several times. It seemed as though she was about to ask him for something.

"Hmmm... Zed, about the Residence Booklet*, could you return it to me?"

(*TN: Residence booklet or the Booklet of Registered Permanent Residence is a document held by a Chinese citizen as proof of identity. It is required for marriage and divorce procedures.) Since no one had spoken since Zed's arrival, Jean's question broke the silence at the dining table. Jean couldn't help poking at the bottom of the bowl with her chopsticks. She was so nervous and her movements were so uncoordinated that it seemed as though she might break the bowl.

"No talking while eating." Zed replied curtly before continuing to eat. Jean frowned and studied her husband. The speed with which he was devouring his meal made it look like he was famished.

Jean sighed in resignation. There was no point arguing with Zed. She swallowed her anger and nodded before continuing to pick at her meal.

Zed tasted all the dishes that Jean had prepared. He liked the soup so much that he had two helpings.

"Since there are just two of us, you can make a simpler meal in the future. These dishes are too much for us." Zed remarked after finishing his meal.