Chapter 87 I Have Lost My Conscience For Someone

Before she could walk very far, a big, warm hand grabbed Jean's arm and pulled her toward the Bentley parked nearby.

"Shit! Take your hands off me!"

Zed didn't listen to Jean. Determinedly, he marched toward his car, Jean in tow. While Jean's expression conveyed panic, Zed's appearance was cold and unmoving. He placed his hands on her shoulders and twirled her around to face him. Zed's rather dark eyes bored into hers. "Jean, you dare to yell at me?"

"Why shouldn't I?" She tilted her head to one side and glowered at Zed. "You married me for commercial reasons. I am alone now. I don't have a family anymore. How could I possibly be of any use to you? Do you think you're torturing the Wen family by taking me? Ha! They wouldn't even care. So what's the purpose of all this? I have nothing more to give to you!"

"Do you think that I can't do anything to you without Wen family as leverage?" His grip on her shoulder tightened and Jean whimpered in pain.

"Then just do whatever you like to me." She gritted her teeth and spoke defiantly. She looked straight into his eyes as if daring Zed to do more than just drag her to the car. This was the first time that she had spoken with him so boldly. Her expression reflected the resolve and stubbornness she felt.

'After all, just take my life if you want!'

Zed was a little baffled by Jean's behavior. It was beyond his expectation that Jean would quarrel with him to this extent. Yes, she had been angry with him before. But this was different. She often looked weak and feeble and so, Zed didn't expect her to struggle this much.

Now he knew something new about Jean.

Zed had been very distraught when he learned that Jean had been eager to divorce him. Now, she even quarreled with him in public without thinking about his reputation. "All right. If that's how you feel, then let's go home and continue our argument."

"Do you take me for a fool? You're just saying that, you don't actually mean it!" He pursed his lips at Jean's retort. Determined to shift this drama from somewhere public to somewhere private, Zed scooped her up in his arms and walked the rest of the way to the car. Jean hissed and kicked the whole way, but Zed wouldn't let go. After he finally managed to open the door, Zed tossed her into the car.

As he strode toward the driver's seat, he saw Jean attempting to escape. Zed quickly slid into his seat and pressed the button to lock all the doors and windows. With Jean confined inside the car, Zed started the engine, and quickly sped away.

At this moment, Jean was flustered by Zed's actions. She just couldn't figure out what he wanted. She was so furious with Zed that she wanted to scream at him again. However, Jean kept quiet as she began thinking about Zed's intentions. Where was he taking her? More importantly, why and for how long?

'Did he want to imprison her inside some small dark room in his villa?' The thought sent shivers racing down Jean's back. She shuddered involuntarily.

"Zed! Where are you taking me? Wha

“Who does she think she is? I won’t marry her even if she is the last woman on earth,” said Hiram Rong.

“Marry into a family with tens of billions of assets? How lucky I am! I won’t be so foolish as to break off the engagement. At worst, I can receive money as part of the divorce settlement,” said Rachel Ruan.

Their great-grandfathers made a pact about their engagement a hundred years ago...

aback. Both his parents were sitting on a sofa in the living room. There were also two cups of tea on the table in front of them. Beside them, there stood an old man who looked like their butler.

Since their marriage, Zed had not employed any housemaid or housekeeper. Only an hourly worker was employed to clean their villa at times. Coincidentally, the worker didn't come to clean because of illness. What should she do now?

Zed's mother's name is Jade Lan. She was born into a rich family. Her upbringing was evident in the elegantly way in which she sat. Jean studied Jade. She was dressed in an unadorned suit. Judging from her ruddy complexion, facial features, and the absence of wrinkles, Jean thought that she looked much younger than her actual age.

Unlike Jean who almost always dressed casually, Jade was dressed impeccably. There was no mistaking that she came from a prestigious family.

Finding that Zed and Jean had returned, she put the teacup down on the table right away, stood, and studied Jean carefully from head to toe.

"Hello, Auntie......" Jean took a step back, as she felt a little embarrassed. Then, she greeted Zed's father, "Hello, Uncle. "

"Zed, you've got good taste. This girl looks very pretty and sensible." Zed's mother nodded satisfactorily with a kind smile.

Jean was a little shocked by what was happening. She had thought the parents of a man like Zed would be hard to please. And yet, they were so different from her expectations. They didn't even have servants to cater to their needs!

Besides, it was very common that mothers-in-law and daughters-in-law quarreled with each other even for trifle matters. And yet, Zed's mother...... behaved totally differently from her expectations.

While Jean was scared about this meeting, Jade seemed more calm. She walked up to Jean slowly and took her hands. Then she turned and spoke seriously to Zed, "You are not a child anymore. You shall treat your wife well. Do you understand?"

"Mom, why have you come here?"