Arrogant Man VS Unyielding Woman novel Chapter 94

"That is none of your business! Stay away from me!" Jean didn't intend on pushing him away, but she was frightened by his stern and aggressive demeanor.

Zed brushed away her hand and pulled up the leg of her trousers. His eyes widened when he found bruises as large as a baby's fist on some parts of her light-skinned thigh. From the size of the bruises he could see that she was hurt seriously.

Without saying anything, Zed immediately scooped her up and turned for the door.

"What are you doing?" Jean asked in surprise.

"Taking you to a hospital!"

"Hospital?" Jean sighed, "The wounds are merely superficial. I don't need to go to a hospital. We just need to buy some iodine and then dab it on the wounds. They aren't as serious as you think."

"I will feel more assured if a doctor were to say the same thing." Then, he bent down to carry her on his back.

Jean wrapped her arms tightly around his neck. Then she exerted all her strength to rock herself from side to side and yelled, "I don't want to go to a hospital. Just put me down at once...... Zed, put me down!"

She struggled so hard that Zed felt too exhausted to carry her.

He put her down on the sofa and frowned, "You have to lose weight!"

"Lose weight?" Jean shook her head and responded, "Look at my nice figure. I don't need to lose any weight. You can't lift me because of your limited physical strength. You shouldn't spend all your time in your office without doing any exercise. Now, you even can't lift a woman."

Jean grabbed the opportunity to take a dig at Zed. Such chances were so rare that she couldn't avoid the temptation.

"Jean, are you questioning my masculinity? You seriously want to imply that my strength is not what it should be? Do you want to test that theory? Come, I will carry you again." He approached her slowly. A bewitching smile danced on his handsome face.

She silvered suddenly and waved her hands, "Nope, I was just joking. I take that back. You are in very good shape!"

Then, she wiped the sweat off her forehead, took a deep breath, and tried to settle herself so that the tinge of red spreading from her neck to her cheeks would subside.

"Are you still in pain?" He asked in a gentle voice.

Jean was baffled. As she looked up, she found that Zed genuinely looked like he was concerned about her. 'Does he care about me?'

She looked down, thought for a while, and even felt a little moved.

"Yes, but only a little."

"I am going to buy some iodine." He walked to the bedroom and put his coat on. Then, he left without another word to Jean.

After Zed left, the living room fell quiet. Jean looked at the bruises on her leg and thought about Zed's worried demeanor. A part of her felt elated by Zed's reaction.

Despite the pain, Jean found that she could still hobble around. She lowered her head and sniffed her shirt. Jean scrunched her nose as she realized that she needed a shower. And so, she hopped to the bathroom. To avoid slipping again, she stepped on the anti-slip mat.

By the time Jean had finished showering, it was 10 o'clock, but Zed hadn't returned. She didn't look at the time when Zed left. So she guessed it had been about an hour.

Jean sat on the sofa and carefully pulled her legs up. She looked at her watch over and over again, but Zed still didn't return.

'Has he lost his way?' She became a little worried. To avoid thinking of all the horrible things that could have happened, Jean turned on the TV.

Nothing interesting was playing. Jean was tired and fell asleep. When she woke, it was 12 o'clock, but there was no sign that Zed had returned. She felt very anxious when she didn't see him. Jean fumbled for her phone and then quickly dialed Zed's number. But his phone was powered off and he couldn't be reached.

Zed had been gone for quite a long time and his cellphone was switched off.

This inevitably increased the worry Jean was feeling. She decided she couldn't just sit around waiting and worrying. And so, she hobbled to the door, grabbed the first coat she found and stepped out. She limped to the door of the community and looked around. Since it was very late, there were almost no pedestrians and vehicles on the streets.

She dared not to go too far, as she thought that Zed would never forgive her if he returned and found her missing. So Jean turned and walked down the road. When she thought she had gone far enough, she turned and walked all the way back. Jean kept pacing up and down the road for a while. Each step increased the anxiety she was feeling. "Where are you, Zed!" she muttered.

"Why are you outside?" Suddenly, Jean heard Zed's gruff voice.