Chapter 920 The Bad Person (1/2)

Zed put his phone away. He had been waiting for a message from Jean, but she never texted him.

”Hmm...” He frowned and had a drink.

”Was it because of me?” Julie joked. She laughed awkwardly but all the while her eyes were intently on Zed watching his expression closely to see if she was right in what she said.

Zed didn't respond. He just had another drink.

Julie let out a deep sigh and continued, ”Tell me what I did wrong? Now, everyone thinks I'm a horrible person.”

”It's not your fault. It's mine,” he finally responded. Zed heaved a sigh, then he said, ”I am sorry about that. I hope you can understand.”

”You don't have to keep apologizing. It's not your fault either,” said Julie. She gazed at him with sympathy in her eyes. ”Zed, I feel sorry for what you went through.”

Then she smiled bitterly and continued, ”My parents had a failed marriage. As a result, I never had any hope for it. Now, after I saw you, I truly believe that marriage is nothing more than a grave to bury any real love.” She raised her glass as if to make a toast. ”Here's to the institution of marriage!”

Zed didn't react. He felt like he really needed a drink right now and sculled the rest of the drink from his glass.

Julie was very outgoing and easy to talk to. They drank and talked through the night where Julie shared many interesting stories with him to distract him from all the craziness that he was going through. Soon Zed's demeanor had changed, and he lit up.

The next day when Jean

had woken up, she immediately reached for her mobile to check if there were any messages or calls from Zed, but there were none. Ever since she added Julie as a friend on WeChat, it became a daily ritual for her to check her profile.

As Jean expected, Julie had a new post. There were a few pictures that she took with her coworkers at a bar. Jean carefully examined them all and didn't find anything suspicious. Just as she breathed a sigh of relief, she noticed a familiar figure in the corner of a photo.

It was very blurry, but Jean knew without a doubt that it was Zed.

Holding the phone tightly in her shaky han