A Night with Her Cruel Mate

Lisa didn't want to lose face in front of Terence. She was just in her twenties. However, her boyfriend was as old as her dad. Any
average person would think that she chose him just because of his money. She didn't want to be looked down upon by Terence.
"Mr. Chen! Richard and I..." Lisa was about to say something. However, Jean interrupted her, Lisa, I'm so sorry. I have something
to do with Terence. We have to go now, so..."
Even before Jean could finish her words, Lisa already knew what she meant. Indeed, Terence was Jean's fiance. What could she
do about it?
Lisa gave them a bitter smile. "I understand. You can leave now. I still have a scene to shoot anyway."
"Okay!" The smile on Jean's face widened. "See you tomorrow. Bring your boyfriend next time. Let's have dinner together."
"Okay," replied Lisa with an embarrassed face.
Jean tightly held onto Terence's arm. Together, they walked out of the shooting site. When she looked around and confirmed that
they were finally alone, she immediately released him. With an embarrassed face, she explained, "I apologize. I was just afraid
that you may cause unnecessary trouble, so..."
"Don't worry about it. It doesn't matter," said Terence in an indifferent tone. He opened the car door and gently helped Jean get in
the car. "What do you want to eat?"
"I am not sure. Maybe you should choose for me," said Jean in a light tone.
In the end, Terence selected a Western restaurant. Since Jean's hand was injured, he sliced up the steak and then exchanged
plates with hers.
"Thank you," said Jean with a smile.
"You're welcome." Terence looked at her with warm eyes. "Eat some more. Although I'm not one of your celebrities, I'm aware
that it's not easy. You don't have a regular time for three meals a day. It will be more difficult for you to fall asleep if you have to
shoot a night scene."
"Right." Jean sighed with an exhausted expression. "It's tough for us to work in this industry. I'm not even the most tired. After all,
I'm just a scriptwriter. Those actors and directors are hectic workers. They seldom have time to rest."
After a pause, Terence continued, "Actually, you don't have to go to the shooting site. That should be easier for you, right?"

"I know that. However, I still worry about it." Jean gave him a warm smile. "You know, this is my first novel that is turned into a TV
drama. I am extremely anxious about it. I watch the screen daily, hoping to get the best scenes."
She gracefully ate a slice of steak and continued, "To me, this TV drama is like my child. I hope I can watch it prosper."
"Really?" Terence didn't make any comment about her statement. "By the way, I called the agency today. I asked them to
recommend two qualified servants. I've already sent you the information of their servants. If they're available, they can start to
work tomorrow."
"Thanks, but no." Jean expressed a determined expression. "I've already had the right person in mind."
"Okay, I understand." Terence gave a slight nod. "Anyway, if you need any help, just let me know. It's my pleasure to assist you."
"Don't worry too much about me." A warm smile painted Jean's face. "I'm really sorry to bother you. I know you're busy with your
work."
"We are friends," said Terence impassively.
Jean was delighted because Terence cared so much about her. However, when she heard "friends," she lost her appetite.
Instead, she just stared blankly at the steak that was already cut by him.
She had tried so hard to be with him. Nonetheless, Terence only saw her as a friend.
Jean smiled awkwardly. "Yes, we are friends."
She hesitated for a while. After she found some courage, she said to Terence, "Well, I'm very sorry about what happened
yesterday. I..."
She intentionally mentioned it to rekindle Terence's memories. She was sure that he still remembered what happened.
She refused to believe that she and Terence were just mere friends. How could that be possible?
"I already forgot what happened yesterday. Just don't mention it again. We don't want to embarrass ourselves." However, before
Jean could finish her sentence, Terence immediately interrupted her.
It seemed that he had no intention of admitting it.
Despite Jean's grievances and dissatisfaction, she could do nothing but pretend as if nothing had happened.

An awkward smile was revealed on Jean's beautiful face. "Okay, fine. I won't mention it again."
Initially, Terence went to the set for Julia. For some reason, he wanted to see her again, even though he didn't want to talk to her.
However, he didn't see her there, and his heart sank.
As loneliness crept deeper in his heart, he put down his fork. "Are you full? If you're done with your meal, I'll send you back."
"Okay." Jean noticed that Terence was absent-minded. However, she couldn't do anything about it. All she could do was silently
follow his orders and go back to the villa.
Jean invited Terence to have a cup of tea with her, but he refused her. Even though she was angry with him, she was reluctant to
force him to accompany her. Without much interaction, she just watched him drive away.
When Jean got home, she found that Mandy was there. She glanced at her indifferently as she sat on the sofa with an
exhausted expression. "Why are you here?"
"Don't ask me that. What happened? Did Terence send you back?" asked Mandy with great curiosity.
"Yes. So what?" Jean's irritation was apparent in her tone. Everyone thought that she and Terence were the closest person to
each other. However, she was the only one who knew the truth.
Regrettably, Terence dismissed her as a mere friend from the start. He didn't have any other thoughts about her at all.
"Jean, just tell me the truth. How is your relationship with Terence? Is he your boyfriend now?" asked Mandy enthusiastically.
She had a high opinion of Terence from the very beginning. Otherwise, she wouldn't have instigated Jean's father to replace
Julia with Jean to get engaged to Terence.
Deep in her heart, only Terence would ever be a match for Jean.
It didn't matter for Mandy that Terence was already married once. There were very few people that knew about it. If Jean could
marry him, Mandy would be delighted.
"Why are you asking about it?" asked Jean as she gave Mandy a dissatisfied glance.