Chapter 4 Let''s Get Divorced


    But that just showed that he was afraid of his wife and he would kneel to satisfy her.


    It was hard to imagine Mr. Qi apologizing for anything.


    ording to rumor, Zed Qi never apologized. Even when he made a mistake, Zed would rather fix the


    situation than admit to having made a mistake.


    "Honey, let''s go home." Zed said as he lifted Jean in his arms. Then he turned and walked out of the


    club.


    "Zed, you can''t......" Sue tried to stop Zed from leaving but Eva interrupted before Sue could finish her


    sentence.


    "Was that not humiliating enough for me?" Eva was furious. She red at Sue.


    "But the wine he just drunk....." Anxious that someone would hear, Eva covered Sue''s mouth with her


    hand. She raised an eyebrow as a warning to Sue. With no other alternative, Sue silently watched Zed


    leave.


    Back at the vi, Zed returned to his usual indifferent attitude. He pulled his tie loose and grabbed a


    bottle of ice water. Then, he headed for the balcony.


    Jean stood by the window and quietly watched Zed. He seemed to be lost in his thoughts. It seemed


    that Zed was quite upset.


    ''Could it be that he still loves Eva? If so, then I did something really terrible.'' Jean was anxious about


    the night''s events. She nibbled on her nails as she wondered about Zed and Eva. She raised an


    eyebrow when she noticed that Zed had drunk the whole bottle of ice water. ''Was he cooling himself


    down?'' She thought.


    ''Wait a minute! Is he going to kill me?


    He can''t me me for that! It''s his fault that he didn''t tell me first......'' Jean looked down and realized


    that she had been clutching the curtains so tightly that her nails had almost ripped through the fabric.


    After the evening they just had, and considering her uncertainty about Zed''s feelings for Eva, Jean was


    hesitant to ask him about thend.


    Lost in her thoughts, Jean had not noticed that Zed had entered the room. When she finally realized


    that she wasn''t alone, Jean sucked in a deep breath and waited for Zed to say something. When only


    silence ensued, Jean slowly looked at Zed. The man was slightly drunk and his eyes reflected an


    emotion she was unfamiliar with.


    At such close proximity, Jean could smell the alcohol on Zed. The smell wasn''t too offensive as it was


    mixed with the aftershave he was wearing. When she looked at Zed''s face, she realized that his eyes


    were unfocused. ''Had he drunk too much?''


    Jean was surprised. Although Jean knew she shouldn''t, she asked anyway, "Mr. Qi, are you satisfied


    with my performance tonight? And do you think thatnd could...... hmm......"


    Suddenly Zed stumbled forward. His broad palmnded on Jean''s mouth and she found herself unable


    toplete her sentence.


    He frowned as though in great pain.


    "Zed Qi, what are you doing...... No, you can''t do that......


    ......


    The next day..


    The warm sun sprinkled to the ground through clouds that floatedzily in the sky. It was noon when


    Jean woke. She saw a file on the night stand and reached for it.


    The words, Land Transfer Contract, were printed on the front page in huge bold letters. Although Jean


    should have been thrilled at having convinced Zed to leave thend to her father, she did not feel


    happy.


    After putting down the contract, Jean dragged her sore body to the bathroom. Once in front of the


    mirror, she studied her reflection. Except her face, Jean''s whole body was covered in marks left by


    Zed.


    She frowned and took a quick shower before returning to the bedroom to get dressed. In preparation


    for her visit to the Wen house, she wrapped a silk scarf around her neck to cover the ret-colored


    hickeys.


    Jean''s father was quite delighted when he saw the contract. He wouldn''t stop referring to her as "My


    good girl" and praised Jean''s efforts. This was the nicest he had behaved with Jean in a long time.


    "Father, can you give me the Residence Booklet now, please?" Jean felt optimistic. She had acquired


    the contract as per her father''s wishes. Their divorce procedure would be held today as well. The


    Residence Booklet was thest item she needed to put an end to this titr marriage.


    "Did Zed ask you to give this to me?" Mr. Wen questioned. It seemed that he didn''t want his daughter to


    end this marriage so quickly.


    Zed had been like an animalst night. Till he was done with Jean, he hadn''t even given her a chance


    to breathe. When Jean woke, Zed was nowhere to be found. She didn''t even know when he had left.


    That wasn''t surprising to Jean as there had never been muchmunication between the two. But


    somehow, Jean was expecting to be able to talk to Zed. She was even more determined to end this


    arrangement. Jean feared that her father would force her to stay with Zed. That would allow Mr. Wen to


    manipte Zed through Jean repeatedly. If that happened, her whole life would be wasted!


    She nodded before speaking, "Yes, he is waiting for me at City Hall, so hurry up. I''m afraid if he gets


    annoyed, he might cancel this contract......"


    "I''ll go get it." Hearing her exnation, Mr. Wen got up and rushed to his room.


    Jean was secretly relieved. She booked a taxi to City Hall after she got the Residence Booklet. As the


    taxi sped away from the Wen house, Jean texted Zed.


    "See you at City Hall."


    The whole afternoon went by, but Zed didn''t appear. Jean had waited at the steps to City Hall with the


    Booklet clutched tightly in her hands. The morning had started so well! The contract had been delivered


    and the Booklet was in her possession. Now, all she needed was for Zed to show up and liberate her


    from this sham of a marriage. But Zed never showed and his phone had been busy every time Jean


    had tried calling. When the evening sun had set and all the officials had left City Hall, Jean finally


    allowed herself to ept that she wasn''t getting her divorce.


    Furious with Zed, Jean returned to the house to confront him. As she entered, shame and guilt


    overwhelmed Jean. Everywhere she went, she saw traces of Zed''s actions from the previous night.


    She couldn''t escape the reminders as they were on the couch, the carpet, in the bathroom and in the


    bedroom......


    Jean sat on the couch as she waited for Zed''s arrival. She was in a gloomy mood. Now that the


    contract had been acquired, there was no need for this show to go on. Facing the arrogant and


    conceited Mr. Qi every day would sooner orter drive her mad. She must divorce him!


    She waited till midnight, but Zed didn''t show. Her anger settled with time and her weary eyes could not


    stay open.


    A whileter, a car pulled into the driveway. After parking the car, Zed sat staring at the steering wheel.


    Numerous thoughts ran through his mind. It was a while before he sighed and opened the car door. A


    few minutester, Zed had entered the house and walked toward couch. He looked at the woman


    curled on the couch like a kitten.


    "Zed, why didn''t youe to City Hall today?" Jean yawned as she asked. She had woken when she


    heard Zed entering the house. However, she was so tired that her eyes refused to stay open.


    "Busy." The man was so reticent that he gave Jean short and curt answers.


    "Ok, are you free tomorrow? Let''s get the divorce thing done." Jean rubbed her eyes to drive away the


    sleep. She looked at the big silent rock standing in front of her.


    Zed didn''t answer her question. Instead, he squatted and lifted her into his arms. Then he strode to the


    bedroom. He gently ced her on the bed and covered her with the soft quilt. The bed and the quilt felt


    soforting that Jean closed her eyes and fell asleep instantly.


    When Zed noticed the Residence Booklet in her arms, he frowned before gently prying it loose. Then


    he locked it in his safe.


    The next day, Jean woke in a panic. Thoughts of the Booklet flooded her. Where had she kept it? She


    could have sworn that she had it on her when Zed brought her to the bedroom. Anxious, Jean


    searched the whole vi but she couldn''t find the Residence Booklet. As usual, Zed had already left for


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    work and so, she couldn''t ask him. Jean was crazy with worry.


    ''Wait. Think hard. Where did I put itst night?'' Jean pushed herself to retrace her steps from the night


    before. Her face paled when she realized she had absolutely no memory of where she put the Booklet.


    How could she get divorced without the Residence Booklet?


    Besides, if her father learned that she had lost the Booklet, he would be furious.


    All of a sudden she noticed the monitor at the far corner of the room. Jean had mocked Zed for being


    paranoid when she had first learned that he had installed monitors in every room. But now, her heart


    soared with hope.


    She powered on Zed''s personalputer with the intention of scouring throughst night''s surveince


    video. Jean was disappointed when she found that theputer was password protected.


    With no other alternative, Jean had to call Zed.


    "Zed, what''s the password to yourputer?"


    "Why do you need it?"


    "I can''t find my Residence Booklet. I thought I''d check surveince videos to see where I put itst


    night."


    "I can''t remember the password."


    "What? Can''t remember! How can you not remember the password to your ownputer? Are you


    kidding me? Wait. Did you hide my Residence Booklet? !" Jean was so angry that she threw several


    questions at Zed without giving him the time to reply.


    "So what?" Zed''s voice was calm and indifferent.


    Jean was stunned, "What? Why did you hide my Residence Booklet? Don''t you want the divorce?"


    She had no idea why this man would hide her Booklet.


    "No."