Arrogant Man VS Unyielding Woman
Chapter 182 A Critical Time

suffer. If it were not for my carelessness, he would have been fine right now..."

The chopsticks were put down on the table and Jean began to wring her hands helplessly. With lips quivering she tried to say, "But I have been looking at him all this while. Apart from his slight breath, no other signs show that he is still alive. Zed, it is I who made him It took Jean a great deal of strength to finish her sentence. Right after, her shoulders shook with grief as she buried her face in her hands.

"What nonsense are you saying?" The very sight of Jean crying pierced Zed's heart. With an excited breath, he said, "This is not all your fault. If he had walked by paying more attention to the traffic, such a serious traffic accident would not have happened."

Zed's consolation wasn't hollow. He said this after he had done due diligence through his secretary who went to the police station to know the complete details of the accident.

As Jean's car sped towards Moore, he was busy answering a phone call. Unaware of his surroundings, he crossed the street when the signal for pedestrians was red-lit. Therefore, technically, both Jean and Moore were equally accountable for the accident.

Though, what turned the law against Jean's favour was that she hit Moore. Worse still he was an overseas Chinese, which made a stronger set of laws protect him.

"It is not Moore's fault..." Jean shook her head and choked through tears.

Her guilt was gnawing her from the inside. If she could, she would lie in place of Moore in the ICU. The wait for Moore to wake up was a slow torture for her.

"It will be fine. You must not think about this too much. There are still fifteen hours for Moore to wake up, right? It will be alright. God can feel your kindness and purity, so he will help wake Moore up." Zed knew that if he continued to say anymore, Jean's sorrow would become deeper. So he tried to comfort her by placing his arm around her petite frame.

Jean knew that Zed was well meaning. She wiped her tears and said, "I have no appetite to eat. And you also have been busy dealing with this matter the whole day. You'd better go back home to have a good rest."

"Won't you come home with me?" Zed couldn't extract himself away from her. He asked her without hesitation.

"The final fifteen hours are the most important. I have to stay here to wait for the result." She looked towards the ICU with a firm resolve in her eyes.

"What if I don't allow you to? What if I insist that you must come home with me?"

Saying this, Zed felt compelled to take her hand into his.

"No. Zed, I know you well. You won't stop me." Jean shook her head and looked into Zed's eyes. She said slowly.

"Damn it! Who gives you the confidence to say that you know me well?" When hearing what Jean had just said, Zed couldn't control shouting back insults.

"Because you are Zed." The moment she uttered this, Jean stared at Zed and kept silent.

Zed suppressed his smile. He had not expected such a witty reply from Jean. It seemed that he had underestimated her intelligence all along.

The retort was so sharp that it silenced him.

Zed couldn't insist any longer, for it would be a mean act to press on her coming back home right now.

"Ok..." Finally Zed gave in and said, "But you have to remember that whether he wakes up or not before midday tomorrow, you leave the hospital to come home with me."

"I promise that." Jean's pale face broke into a shadow of a smile. She looked at Zed and said, "You go back home now. I assure you I am fine. Don't worry about me."

Silence hung between them as Zed speculated what Jean was feeling. He soothingly caressed her head and gently said, "Dear, don't get me worried about you. If you feel tired, you have to rest. You know that? I have already asked Uncle Elian to replace the best nurse. So you don't need to do everything yourself. Unfortunately the accident has happened. You should know that your guilt and sorrow will not help. If I see your bloodshot eyes tomorrow, Jean, you know that I will be extremely unhappy..." Zed wheedled.

Jean did not dodge Zed's warning this time.

Jean was quite moved hearing Zed imploring her. She nodded and said, "I know. I will look after myself well."

A tender moment passed between them and Zed finally left from the hospital.

Jean saw Zed leave and she felt herself drown in haplessness.

'Zed, why? Why are you so nice to me?

The more you care for me and the deeper you love me, it'll be doubly harder for me to leave you.

You love another girl in your heart, but you show me this great kindness. Why?

Is it because we are married? Or is it because that your parents are fond of me

If I had not heard with my own ears and seen with my eyes, you speaking on the phone with Jesse, I would have thought that all this must be my imagination.

But no matter how much I delude myself, I cannot pretend that nothing happened.

Why?

Why did I replace out that you love someone else right after I bared my heart to you and fell in love with you?

Zed, you... How can you treat me this way?

Please don't be so nice to me. I can't afford your gentleness. And I can't hold back my feelings for you.'

Jean let her tears pour down soaking her now soiled shirt. Crying her heart out was the only thing she knew to alleviate her sorrow. When the torment inside her subsided, she felt much better. She cleaned her face, changed back into her sterile clothes and walked into the ICU. Moore still looked weak. His blank face showed no signs of cognizance. It seemed as if he were deep in sleep.

After the upheaval of the whole day, Jean felt her head to be rather heavy. Within minutes, she lay down at the bedside and fell asleep. The sleep she drifted into was filled with surreal dreams.

In fact, Moore came to her to say goodbye.

In the dream, he was cheerful and handsome to look at. In his extroverted manner, he smiled at Jean as she noticed the pair of dimples that dotted his cheeks.

"You don't have to be that guilty. It was because I was so careless then that I was hit by your car. As long as you can stay with me and accompany me during the final time of my life, all faults between us can be written off. We don't owe each other anything then..." Jean woke up with a shock. She was amazed with what she saw in her dream and opened her mouth, gasping for breath. Moore was right where he was all this while, looking the same and sleeping.

Jean's dream was so lucid that she couldn't judge whether it really happened or she saw it in her sleep.

She felt her heart sink and grabbed Moore's hand tightly. His cold body temperature reassured Jean that it was her dream. Her delicate face broke into a grin.

Jean turned back to replace the nurse had already dozed off in her chair. She let out a long breath and turned to look at Moore with helplessness and slight amazement. She said in a soft and low voice, "Moore, I had a dream about you just now. I hardly expected that you will give me a shock in the night after giving me a strong warning during the day. You have warned me twice. I guess that you must be a mischievious person to do that. I don't know whether I am right."

The night enveloped the hospital in a heavy silence again. It felt everything stood still and not a leaf fluttered around them.

Jean, after her ominous dream, could not go back to sleep. She looked at her hand still clutching Moore's and said, "I know that you are still fighting death. Moore, you must come out stronger and win this battle to wake up to me. I feel you can do it after what I saw of your bright and intelligent eyes in my dream. You are such a powerful and sunny boy. I bet God doesn't have the heart to take your life.

So please wake up! Will you? Wake up just as you did when I was almost scared to death in the daytime. You might not know how astonished I was when you woke up all of a sudden and asked me to call for the ambulance. I did my part. Now it all depends on you. Moore, I know that you are eager to live. So please be brave. If you can wake up this time, everything you are going to encounter will just be nothing at all. No trouble will beat you down.

So it is a test given by God. I deeply and firmly believe that you will win. You have already been in sleep for a rather long time. You will be a pig if you keep sleeping. Wake up please. Will you?"00000000☐☐☐☐☐☐☐