Arrogant Man VS Unyielding Woman
Chapter 277 Why Do You Bother Yourself Like This

Jean was completely stunned listening to John's confession. It came unexpectedly.

Jean always treated him as one of her colleagues and nothing more.

To be very honest, she barely interacted with him in the past. It was only after Maranda fell in love with John that Jean had dealt with him properly.

Today, John's confession was made in a very serious manner and it put Jean off guard. Jean seemed to have understood something for a brief second. But after further thought, she still felt confused thinking why John had any affection for her.

Before John's confession, Jean forced herself not to indulge in wild thoughts of John's feelings for her. She feared and blamed overthinking.

But when she heard John say that he had already been deeply in love with her, without any regrets, she was stunned.

His words had really taken her aback.

She had guessed that John would say that he liked her or had a favorable impression of her.

But going as far as love without any regrets was too shocking to digest.

"John, you must be kidding with me. Right?" After she recovered from the shock, Jean put forward this question.

"I know that you won't believe it, so there is no point in saying more." In actuality, John felt disappointed watching Jean's reaction.

Deep down, he knew she wouldn't accept his love, but he never doubted she wouldn't believe his words.

'Why doesn't she trust me? Or is she not confident about herself?' John thought.

As John was lost in these thoughts, sorrow and depression made its way across his face. At the sight of his upset expressions, Jean suddenly realized that she was responsible for it.

"I am sorry! I didn't say that I distrust you, but..." Jean tried to smile and found it hard to explain. After pausing for a while, she added, "Very few guys have confessed to me in my life. I really felt shy, uneasy and embarrassed hearing your confession. I really don't know how to react to such confessions, so please don't take me wrong."

"That's okay." After Jean's further explanation, the melancholy on John's face was dispelled in a matter of seconds. It was replaced by a smile. Relaxed, John said, "As I have just mentioned, I don't want my affection for you to bother you, but I really hope that you can trust me."

"Okay," Jean nodded and said apologetically, "John, thanks a lot for your love. But I can't accept it. I am really sorry..."

"You don't have to apologize to me." Before Jean completed her words, John interrupted her in a hurry. "Have you forgotten what I said just now? I didn't think you will like me back, so it's okay. I will be glad and content as long as you can treat me as your friend." "John, why do you bother yourself like this?" John's reply confused Jean, because if John hadn't expected her to love him back, then why did he confess? "Maranda is far better than me in many aspects. Then, why don't you like her..."

Unnerved by John's confession and love, Jean didn't know what else she could say.

It was really hard for her to read John's mind. After all, Jean had been married when she got acquainted with John for the first time.

"Love is spontaneous. It is impossible for one to fall in love with another person so easily and arbitrarily. If things really happen with a plan, will such love be pure?" John asked and stared at Jean with smiling eyes.

All of a sudden, Jean felt helpless again, but she appeared to look calm and nodded in reply.

"In fact, Maranda has known about my feelings for you earlier. So, you don't need to stand up for her now. By now, she must be over me." This reply left Jean even more shocked.

"What?" Jean looked up, unable to digest his words. "When did she know that?"

"Remember the time when she fainted? She came to know that day. It was just because she was agitated and unnerved that..." Speaking of this, John still felt a little guilty about Maranda.

He had belittled Maranda all the time. Initially, he suspected her love to be a crush. He had never expected she would have loved him that much.

"No wonder that..." Thinking of Maranda's acts and words, Jean suddenly turned her eyes wide open as if she had understood something.

"But how do you know that Maranda is over you? As you've just said, one cannot easily put his or her love behind. Maranda has shown signs of true love and real affection. Do you think it is possible for her to forget you so fast?" Jean refuted disapprovingly. She was getting a little agitated.

"Now, isn't she with Ron?" A smile crept on John's face while he said this.

"The relationship between Maranda and Ron is not..." Jean didn't finish her words, because she felt it was unnecessary to tell him about that although she had an urge to continue.

Seeing that Jean suddenly fell silent, John was silent, not knowing what to say next.

After all, Jean had been bothered by his confession and he didn't wish to make things worse.

On top of that, John knew that Jean must be disturbed after she was told that Maranda also knew his love for her.

"Jean, I'm sorry. In this situation, perhaps I shouldn't have taken the liberty of confessing to you. But I saw a sort of loneliness in your eyes, which was why I confessed. I just want you to know that I will be always there as long as you need me. Now I am afraid you are going to run away from me."

A bitter sadness took over John's mood with the mention of this.

"John..." Jean heaved a heavy sigh of relief before she continued, "I have never thought that you would... But please take it easy. I will still treat you as my friend and nothing will change, I promise."

"That's good." Hearing that Jean wouldn't treat him differently, John suddenly let out a sigh of relief.

To him, it sounded understandable that Jean would need time to accept this fact.

Her willingness to treat him as a friend was enough to keep him satisfied.

"It has been very late. It's time for you to take a rest." Saying, John stood up to bid farewell to her.

At that moment, Jean's heavy heart was suddenly relieved.

"Hmm, you take care too," Jean replied with a friendly smile shining on her face.

"Jean, you should remember that I will always be your friend." After these words were uttered from his mouth, John turned back and directly walked out without casting a glance at Jean anymore. As Jean stared at the closed door, the lingering smile on her face gradually disappeared.

'Friend?

John, what if I tell you that I treated you as a colleague and nothing more?

I appreciate you confessing with such boldness.

But right now, I really don't need anyone to show me any sympathy.

If you did manage to keep it a secret for such a long time, then why did you tell me about it on an impulse today?

I don't love you, so I can't give you anything in return.

But I can try to be your friend.

There is difference between friend and colleague. I don't know whether it is appropriate for me to make that change.

Anyway, the last thing I want to do is hurt your feelings.

I don't want to treat you the way that some people treat me.

I have too many people in my life to hurt me and they successfully made Zed join their group by hating me. I hope they are all content now.'

At the thought of her enemies, a great hatred was shown in Jean's eyes. Suddenly, she got out of her bed and walked into the bathroom.

A while later, Jean changed into a casual dress and walked towards the gate of the hospital.

Reaching outside, she waited a couple of minutes for a taxi. Finally, a taxi stopped for her, but before she could slide into the passenger's seat, her arm was grabbed by someone from behind.

Jean turned back and saw a strange person in front of her. With her eyebrows knitted, she involuntarily asked, "What do you think you are doing?"

"You... can't leave the hospital, "Toby replied in a stern tone.

"Who are you? And why should I listen to you?" This act made Jean lose her temper. She was annoyed by the fact that this guy thought he had the right to stop her.

"I have told you that you can't leave the hospital. Then, you must do as I tell you to," Toby replied seriously and sternly.

But he groaned inwardly, 'What the hell am I doing?'☐☐☐☐☐☐☐☐☐☐☐☐☐☐☐☐