enry. After she finished speaking with him, Jean tossed the phone on the

night. She smiled as she thought of how considerate Zed had been. He had

e had helped the wounds get better. Most had started scabbing as well. Just as

clean clothes. She picked a chiffon shirt

though she was still recovering, the ca

a thorough search, she still couldn't find Zed

it was ne

eaten anything all day. She stepped into the kitchen to make herself

the kitchen. Since their marriage, Zed had never

ge. Since she had no reason to believe that Zed wo

e warm food

Zed, he used as few words as possible. However, g

ms with the change in Zed's behavior from the previous night. How sh

f her marriage with Zed, how co

of concern for my injuries, ' she rationa

an't be

gave up. Although still unsure about Zed's intentions, Jean's stomach wouldn't allow her to wait any l

ee. I was so wrong!' The congee had a generous helping of red dates and longans. The ingredients were common, but t

t also evoked her appreciation for Zed. It was undeniable that Zed had done a g

ed. There were times when he behaved like a child. She would never have imagined that

r mind. Zed, the man who was always cold with Jean, had

rent to what he had been in the past. I

rry Zed in the future would be very

table with the meal. Then she turne

en that she had left her phone in the bedroom. The p

the city center, Zed stood in front of the french windows of the e

t answering? What is this woman doing? She i

ss father called

ck of response to his calls, the dir

e getting better. She was injured both physically and mentally after her t

ation was, Zed immediately hurr

.

It had been so good that she had eaten multiple servings. J

it

e walked in. He had the key to t

pare

ity about Zed's parents had been aroused. Although they ha

s a my

g-do

eboding. Just as her father had called persi

rushed to the door. She had not

that appeared before Jean were familiar yet strange. Frustrated,

o! He is no lo

hirle

confident. She soon noticed that they held several bottles of

at my villa after cutting off all

ter

ened her mouth and greeted Jean in a sing-song tone. Probabl

an could barely believe her eyes. Shirley acted so

y about this visit. Shirley was being melodramatic. To Jean, it was as though she were wa

't have said those mean things to you. Although it was wrong for you to beat

onvincing that anybody who didn't know the truth would be easily cheated into thinkin

ce. She finally understood the significance of the saying 'All th