Chapter 179 Car Accident (2/2)

Twenty-meters was left between them. Jean sucked a deep breath in and stepped hard on the brake, with her eyes closed nervously.

”Screech...” The screech of the tire rubbing the ground echoed in Jean's ears that were throbbing with excitement. H

Jean Wen sacrificed herself for family interests. Before her husband divorced her, she made every effort to please him.

”You are inexperienced in bed,” he said coldly.

”You! Give that land to my family, or I won't agree to divorce,” Jean replied furiously.

”Fine. It is exactly what I am thinking about,” he sneered.

So, he understood Mr. Zed's behavior.

”You stay there. I'll come soon.” Then, Zed strode outside, leaving people in confusion, looking at each other in the meeting room.

Frantically, climbing up the stairs of the hospital, Zed anxiously ran to the emergency ward.

Jean had never encountered such a situation. He thought she must be at an utter loss for she had never hurt a fly let alone a man. Zed kept on thinking about the level of fear and anxiety she must be going through.

'Jean, don't worry. I'm coming.'

When Zed hurried to the door of the surgery room, Jean was there, agitated. She was surrounded by several policemen, arguing.

”As I have said, after I make sure that the man inside is okay, I'll come to the police station to give my statement. I will take complete responsibility for my mistake.” Jean's face was white, but she stood straight and uttered these words in a firm tone.

”We are just following the procedure. Why are you making it difficult for us? How about this…. You come to the police station with us first. If there's any update from the hospital, we'll tell you then and there.” A striking policeman with a chocolate brown complexion reasoned with Jean.

”Come with you...” An upset Jean lowered her head. She knew that if she went away, she would never see the man inside again.

This wasn't her being sentimental. It was because of her that the man inside was having a surgery, though the outcome was unknown.

Pangs of conscience tugged at her as the scene of him lying feebly under her feet cropped up in her thoughts again.