Arrogant Man VS Unyielding Woman
Chapter 247 No One Born To Be Ruthless

Shirley spoke in a wailed tone on the phone.

Hearing this, Jean felt a buzz within her ears and her expression changed all of a sudden.

"What's up?" Zed touched Jean on the shoulder wanting to know what happened.

Meanwhile, Shirley cried even louder making Jean jump a little, "Jean...... Jean, my elder sister......"

It was all too much for Jean, she quickly pressed the shutdown button on her cell phone and dropped in on the seat.

Her silence scared Zed who didn't know how to react to this. He stretched out his hands and pulled her closer, "Jean, who was that? Why are you acting so strange......" he whispered in her ears. "Nothing serious......" Jean replied looking grave. She realized Zed would need more explanation, so she explained, "Just an insignificant call."

Trying to act cool made her calm a bit, and she felt her shock subside.

Zed was no fool and knew Jean was hiding something but decided it was best to leave the matter for now.

'I'm sure Jean will come to me with her problems if there is something serious.

Maybe the matter is not a big deal hence she doesn't want to bother me.

It's okay! I'll respect her decisions!' he consoled himself.

The car moved ahead steadily. With her chin rested on one hand, Jean gazed blankly outside the window lost in thoughts.

'Why can't they just leave me alone? That's all I am asking for. Thank god I got permission from Zed to visit the hospital alone. I can't imagine what will happen if he joins me.

What did Shirley mean when she said that father was dying?

Shirley Wen, are you trying to torture me all over again? How could you?

I'm not gonna listen to you anymore.

Even if it is true, you are his daughter and it's your duty to figure a way out. I have to admit that you've always been smarter than me. You always have more ideas than me when solving problems. That's why I'm so relieved to have you take care of Henry.'

These thoughts were meant to comfort her but Jean still felt a little uneasy.

'Father is dying......

These words repeated themselves in Shirley's voice and Jean trembled once again. She has never before heard Shirley so scared, and it unnerved her.

'Is Shirley really scared, Or is it just another scheme to fool me?

Did she do so to make me believe her so that she can get what she wants when I arrive?

Shirley Wen, you have cheated me so many times that I replace it hard to believe you.

What should I do now?

Should I go to take a look at him?'

Jean drifted in her thoughts. On reaching her destination, she waved at Zed without actually being present there. Her body was present, but her mind seemed to be somewhere else. 'Never mind. I should visit Moore first since I am here now.'

After making up her mind, Jean strode towards the hospital gate. With a heavy heart, she entered inside.

After a few minutes of walking, she made her way through Moore's ward. It has been a while since she visited her friend, and was glad to notice he looked much better this time. Jean's entry didn't go unnoticed by Moore because he tried to open his eyes the second he felt a visitor's arrival. When he found that it was Jean, he smiled surprise and happiness. "Jean, why are you here?" asked Moore, trying to sit up, with a smile still plastered on his face.

"I came to check on you. I've been out of downtown for a few days which is why you didn't see me for a while now." As Jean said this, she sheepishly put the fruit basket on the table. "Which one do you prefer now? Let me clean it for you," she offered. "No, don't do it. Just have a seat here and talk to me," said Moore. All Moore wanted was to talk with this friend.

Nodding her head, Jean sat on the chair nearest to the bed with a smile on her face. "I have to work tomorrow and may not have time to see you, so I came here today."

"You don't have to come here so often if you are busy," replied Moore who felt ashamed of stealing Jean's precious time.

"No, you are here alone in H City, friendless and helpless. I'm afraid you are going to feel lonely if I don't visit you." Jean added a sincere smile to let him know she meant each and every word. "Thank you, Jean." Moore was touched by Jean's words, "To be honest, I barely have friends in abroad or at home. You are like my only friend in this world," said Moore in a grateful tone.

"I'm so honored," Jean said feeling true happiness build inside her. Her eyes turned bright. "I do not have many friends either. I am glad we met and got to know each other."

"Me, too." Looking at Jean's happy smile on her face, Moore grinned from ear to ear, with his pearly white teeth displayed.

However, Jean's smile stayed only for a few seconds. It faded when she noticed Moore's wound. With a sigh, she said, "Please take good care of yourself and get better soon, so that I can feel less guilty." "Please don't say like that......" replied Moore in a hurry, "I'm better now and I'm recovering quickly. Please stop blaming yourself for everything. Besides, you're not the only responsible for this accident......" "All right, you've told me that before." Jean tried to stop him from getting serious and put a smile on her face. She then picked up an apple and started to peel it with a knife.

Moore prepared himself for a confession while Jean skillfully peeled the apple. He contemplated how to bring it up. After giving it a thought, he began gingerly, "Jean, I have something to tell you." "Sure. What's up?" replied Jean, without taking her eyes off the apple. She was so occupied with the task that she failed to notice the seriousness in Moore's eyes.

"The woman who followed you earlier came here to ask about you this morning......" said Moore hesitantly.

'Shirley Wen......

Jean couldn't help thinking inside her head. She paused her task of peeling, and put the apple aside on the table and spoke, "What did she say?"

"She came to ask if you had come to the hospital lately, and there was an anxious look on her face." Moore signed and continued, "She looked like something horrible happened to her."

"Alright, I see." Jean replied while she maintained a blank face. She got back the apple and started peeling once again.

Looking at the cold look on Jean's face, Moore figured he had to change the topic right away. He knew things weren't cool between Jean and that lady.

Feeling his gaze, Jean turned and handed the apple to him with a smile. "Do you think I am a ruthless person, because I don't have any reaction hearing something like that?" she asked smiling.

"No, I think you have your own reason. I believe you," replied Moore while he reached out to take the apple from Jean. He held it and smiled back at Jean. "I've seen what that woman did to you before. I totally get your reaction and it is reasonable."

"No, what you've seen is only the tip of the iceberg. I have to turn a deaf ear to her and the people surrounding her because that is the only way I can live a peaceful life. I know them too well to know nothing good can come from being near them. I was a fool back then but I won't let them get to me now," she said this with resolution.

Moore nodded while taking a bite off the apple. "You are right. People are forced to be ruthless, no one is born like that."

"Well, it sounds that you have some story to tell too," said Jean sounding interested. These words from Moore filled her with sadness because there was a real pain in his eyes.

"Well, I didn't hide it from you that I am an orphan. And to tell the truth, I went to replace my biological parents when I grew up, and found them in the end....."

Said Moore with a wry smile.

"What happened then? Did they let you down?" Seeing the facial expressions on Moore's face, Jean was forced to ask. I