Chapter 142 An Encounter
Chapter 142 An Encounter
The people in the company were completely stunned. They could only watch on with wide eyes as Terence carried Jean into the elevator. The closing of the elevator doors was just like a call that snapped them out of their daze. They immediately gathered in groups and started gossiping in full swings.
"Did you see that? Mr. Chen seemed very worried about Miss Gu."
"Yes, I’ve been saying for a long time that they aren’t just friends. It’s just that they’ve always refused to admit it. I'd like to see how they're going to deny it now."
"I think Miss Gu and Mr. Chen are a good match. They’re both nice people. It'll be nice if they really get together."
The crowd's chatters made Jillian frown. "That'll do. Do you all have nothing to do now? Be careful that Mr. Chen will deduct your salary if he hears you gossiping about him!"
The moment Jillian finished saying that, everyone else rushed away and went about their respective business like scattered bees. Jillian, however, remained where she was, staring at the direction Terence left in. She always felt like there was something amiss.
"You can put me down now." Jean had her arms around Terence's neck. Despite the contentment she felt inside, she still had to say that to keep up appearances. Fortunately for her, he turned deaf ears to her remark.
With a cold expression, he said to the person in his arms, "Don't move."
Upon hearing what Terence said, Jean didn't dare to say anything further. He took her to the hospital to get a check-up, and it was only after the doctor said that there was nothing serious that his tense expression finally eased down a little.
"I’ve told you I'm fine, but you don’t believe me," Jean complained.
Terence helped Jean to rest on the bed. He frowned slightly and said to her, "Jean, I'm sorry."
"What are you saying sorry for? I'm really fine," said Jean with a smile All text © NôvelD(r)a'ma.Org.
Terence took a seat on the edge of the bed and said with a frown, "Anyway, so many things happened because of my mother. I really never expected that she would do that. I..."
"Stop it," Jean cut him off and smiled. "In fact, what your mother did was understandable. The house is hers, and I'm just your ex-wife's sister. I’m not qualified to live there at all. I really don't blame her."
"Who says you’re not qualified?" Terence stared at Jean earnestly. "I'll send you back later. You can unpack your things and stay there with confidence. I guarantee you that no one will drive you away again."
"Thank you, but no thanks." Jean showed a bitter smile and put up a righteous look. "I've thought it clearly. I don't want to be scolded by others again, so I think we'd better keep a distance from each other."
No matter how Terence persuaded her, Jane said she wouldn’t move back. In all honesty, however, she was just forcing him to admit that he had a different relationship with her. Even if he just said it just as an expedient to keep her from leaving, she was fine with it.
"I’ve got to go back to the company. Thank you for today," Jean said as she struggled to get up from the bed.
Terence grabbed Jean's hand. "What should I do to make you stay?"
He was the one who caused Jean to leave three years ago, so he always felt sorry for her. Now that she was back, he wanted to do his best to compensate her.
Obviously, he didn't agree with what Tina had done. He was now single after all. Even if Jean really had something to do with him, there was nothing wrong with it at all.
He stared at Jean, waiting for her answer.
Jean smiled wryly and shook off Terence's hand. "Terence, we’re just friends. Your kindness to me has already exceeded the limits of being friends. I'm already satisfied. For our own sake, I think it’s better if we maintain our distance."
When Jean walked away, Terence looked at her back and blurted out, "Can you state there at ease if you become my girlfriend?"
Jean’s steps faltered for a second, but she soon quickened her pace as if she hadn’t heard what Terence said.
Terence came out of the hospital with a chaotic mind. He was about to go back to the company, but he suddenly spotted Julia at the hospital’s entrance. Thinking that everything happened because of Julia, his blood suddenly surged up, and he immediately rushed to her.
Julia had hurt her hand when she was filming, so she came to the hospital to get her wound disinfected. When she was about to leave the hospital, however, she saw Terence walking towards her aggressively. She scurried away out of instinct, but he quickened his pace and blocked her way.
"What are you doing? Terence, what's wrong?"
After they got divorced, they had run into each other several times, but they always ended up arguing. That was why when she saw Terence, the first thing she did instinctively was run away.
Everyone would instinctively seek advantages and avoid disadvantages. After suffering several losses from Terence, Julia, too, had learned to be smart.
"Why are you running?" Terence asked coldly.
"I’m not running away." She’d been Terence’s wife for so many years. She knew clearly that no matter what she said or did, he would twist her original meaning. Since she couldn’t run, she just accepted her fate.
She smiled bitterly and said to Terence, "I’ve been out for a long time. I have to go back to the set..."
After she said that, she took a step towards the exit, but Terence grabbed her arm. He glared at Julia. "What? Are you feeling guilty?"
Terence was certain that it was Julia who instigated Tina into treating Jean like that, so he wasn’t polite to her.
Julia had no idea what had happened. She frowned and tried to get rid of Terence's hand. "You’re hurting me."
"You're hurt?" Terence seemed to have heard something funny. He looked at Julia and said, "Will a woman like you know what hurt is? Jean’s your sister. Why did you have to bully her like that?"
"I bullied her?" When Julia heard this word, she couldn't help but burst out laughing. When it came to bullying, was there anyone else better than Jean? She really didn't expect that one day, she would be accused of bullying the Queen of Bullies. "I don't know what you are talking about."
Julia disliked conflicts. Faced with Jean’s repeated provocation, she had always given in again and again. She didn’t understand why these inexplicable charges would be buckled on her head when she had already been pushed to this step.