Chapter 339 I’m Worried About My Husband (1/2)

Jean's melancholic eyes turned into a mixed feeling of surprise and anger as she caught sight of a very familiar man. The man she swore to forget and never be associated with anymore. 'Why is Ethan here? He should be with his family where he belongs.

I thought he would never dare appear in front of me after what happened. How dare he?

We are completely over long before!' She thought with her hands slowly clenched into a fist as memories of that day spiraled back into her mind.

'Who invited him to Grandpa Benjamin's party anyway? Why is he even here?'

Jean kept her seething gaze at Ethan, still confused of why he showed up. She was afraid of having to see him in the party, let alone meet him again after what happened. She didn't even expect to see him anytime soon.

She bit her lower lip as she was trying to figure out the reason for Ethan's presence. 'He couldn't have gone out of his way to see her, could he? He had to have other reasons that doesn't involve me.'

Jean tried to convince herself that. As her gaze stayed on Ethan, she noticed that he nodded and raised a glass at someone else. She followed the direction and saw Jesse, who nodded back and smiled at Ethan. At that moment, Jean started to feel a dark atmosphere after knowing that snake acknowledged Ethan as if they had plotted on something.

'Was she the reason Ethan is here?

If so, what's her purpose of inviting Ethan? Come on, Jean. Think.'

She kept pulling on the threads of her mind afraid that something wrong was going to happen tonight. When she saw Shirley in the party as well, she thought, 'Of course, Jesse invited Shirley, too. How could she forget Ethan?' She chuckled at herself for stressing herself out and shrugged the imaginary dust off on her dress as if to calm herself once more.

”It's been a long time, Jean. How are you?” Jean froze as she felt a breath behind her neck. She stepped forward, keeping her distance, before turning towards the man she was so occupied by moments ago. Ethan stood before her with a grin plastered on his face. He looked at Jean as if nothing had happened between the two of them.

In return, Jean's eyebrows furrowed into a frown. Ethan's presence made her deeply uncomfortable, but she couldn't figure out the reason why.

She shook these thoughts away and looked at Ethan, coming up with a response. Before she could open her mouth to say something, she felt another presence beside her, so she turned to see Zed, whose face showed no emotion except his eyes that were sending daggers to Ethan. ”You are not welcome here, Ethan. If I were you, I would leave this place right now,” he said, nonchalantly.

Zed never fancied Ethan. In fact, he hated him. His blood started to boil since the moment he caught sight of Ethan staring at Jean. Ethan's gaze never swayed and just stayed at Jean's face, adoring her with playful, but gentle eyes, and Zed disliked him for how he treated her. Whatever they had in the past should stay there, and now that Jean was his wife, he would never allow Ethan to hit on her again, let alone in front of him. Even some of the guests disagreed on how Ethan acted towards Jean.

Those guests felt relieved as they saw Zed step up in front of Ethan and tell him to leave. The party should end the way it started.

Ethan left his gaze from Jean and turned to look at Zed, giving him a playful smirk. ”Argh! It's such a pity that you can't make decisions for me,” Ethan said sarcastically and chuckled. ”Are you going to put me under house arrest like you did before?” He taunted, narrowing his eyes fiercely towards Zed. He noticed that Zed started to fume, but he didn't stop and continued. ”Or call my family to take me home like I'm such a lost child, wandering the streets? And then forbid me to ever come near this city? Is that what you're going to do to me again, Zed? Can't you just be a normal person, surprised for a moment and ask me what I'm doing here before making me leave?”

”What do you want?” Zed asked with a strong emphasis on every word. His patience was already wearing thin, but he didn't want to give Ethan the satisfaction of bursting in front of Grandpa's guests. ”It seems like you haven't learned your lesson from last time.”

Ethan exhaled deeply while glaring at Zed. His fists started to clench beside him. ”You can't do anything, but threaten me, Zed! How about we settle this into a fight now?” He mocked, cracking his knuckles before him. The smirk on his face now replaced with burning fury.