Arrogant Man VS Unyielding Woman

Winner stepped out of his father's study. He was resentful for receiving no monetary assistance from his father. He hadn't imagined that he would leave empty-handed. Being scolded by his father had irritated him more.

Suddenly, Winner's cell phone rang. He took it out from his rear pocket and glanced at the message. It was from the woman's family. The message was quite clear. Winner had to pay for his cynicism and cruelty. He had forced a girl to have an abortion. The sender was the woman's brother who had threatened him the last time.

Winner sighed and re-read the message. "Believe it or not, if you don't take responsible for my sister, I will definitely make you pay the price for your stupidity."

Winner was afraid that he would be accosted by a member of the girl's family. He was so paranoid that he had stopped leaving the house. He was worried that they'd find him walking on the streets and confront him if he didn't give them a large amount of money.

"Damn it!"

Winner stood by a window and thought over his options. His anger was noticed by his sister Shirley, who had just returned home. Shirley sneered hearing Winner curse. She was able to tell what was bothering him.

"Just look at yourself. I can tell from your expression that you have gotten yourself into trouble again. What's wrong with you? Which poor girl is having your child this time?" Shirley spoke sardonically.

Winner was always getting into trouble with women. And so, it was easy for Shirley to guess why her brother was upset. Since she enjoyed watching other people's misery, Shirley gloated and tried to make the situation more unpleasant for Winner.

Winner raised an eyebrow and turned to face his sister. He looked her up and down. He noticed that Shirley was wearing heavy makeup, a tank top, and a denim mini-skirt. Her long wavy blonde hair straggled over her shoulders. She looked no better than a streetwalker.

Just as Shirley knew Winner well enough to guess what kind of trouble he had gotten into, Winner knew enough about Shirley to assume where she had been. She had probably spent her time drinking at bars or somewhere noisy and crazy. It was also highly likely that Shirley had lured a random stranger and shared pleasure with him.

"Why do we have to provoke each other when we are two birds of the same feather? You know, I'm still trying to figure out why you're so different from Jean. She is leading a decent life. But look at you."

Jean!

When Shirley heard Winner say her half-sister's name, it was like Jean herself was standing in front of her in the room. Just the thought disgusted Shirley. She absolutely loathed Jean and could not even bear to hear others mention her.

"Don't mention that bitch!" Shirley spat out.

"What did she do? Tell me everything!" Winner said with great curiosity. He had happened to hear his parents talking about Jean before he had entered the study. His father had flown into a rage before they could finish their conversation. Winner had not been able to figure out what Jean had done to evoke such fury from their father.

"Why should I tell you? What will you do after you find out about our parents' problems? Will you be like Zed? Will you help? The only thing you can do is make trouble. You are totally ignorant and don't even know what industries dad's company involves. You are just daydreaming about being a business genius. I advise you to continue living your privileged life and indulging yourself in dissipation while you still can. Now, I have better things to do. So, if I were you, I would leave and go to find several beautiful girls to flirt with," teased Shirley.

Winner curled his lips. He smiled instead of becoming infuriated. He replied," I have long been aware that all of you look down upon me. However, if taunting me satisfies you, then go ahead and do what you like. Perhaps one of these days you'll figure out that you are not as perfect as you think. You have always been jealous of Jean. Finally, you succeeded in throwing her out of this house. But what happened to her then? She married a handsome zillionaire. Maybe now she is the one laughing at you."

to argue with Winner. In her eyes, her younger brother was just a playboy and an idle good-for-nothing.

Let us make a deal. As our dad is angry now, so I dare not ask him for money. I know that in all these years, you must have saved some money. If you give me the money to help me settle this problem, whenever you need my assistance, I will come to your rescue at once. What do you think of this deal?"

of the situation in which he had found himself. His

he would sue our father. Do you have any ideas of how to change his mind? Zed is planning to indict our father. And

conceal her envy of Jean. Even Winner sensed her

his eyes and looked at Shirley. A scheme formed in his mind.

Winner walked up to Shirley and

surprised, and then

definitely punish us. What's worse is that we are likely to lose our lives." Shirley said

yourself at ease. I will do it secretly without leaving any evidence that would suggest our involvement. Since I'm confident of my plan, you should take out some money and be prepared to pay

Winner a blank stare and said nothing. Winner rejoiced when he realized that Shirley had acquiesced to his scheme.

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the window

hours at the farmer's market shopping

and sweet and sour fillet, Jean ensured that she picked up all the correct supplies. He hadn't been clear about what else he would like to eat and had left the decision to Jean. And so,

by this thought. She figured she could convince Zed to give her the key to his safe box just as easily as she had acquired the land transfer contract last time. As Jean thought over that idea, she felt

energetic and delighted. She returned to Zed's villa with many bags of ingredients.

cleaned the fish and then she used some cooking wine

very skillful cook and it didn't take her long

stove and sprinkled herbs and seasoning, Jean found that the feeling of preparing dinner for someone was not so bad. Since she was cooking with a specific

come home. She had hoped that the dinner would be finished just before his arrival. Seeing a table full of delicious dishes would please him and start the evening on a good note.

shocked when she realized what

every day planning and cooking meals for Zed and then spending the evening enjoying

happiness as she

was likely that they still had feelings for each other. Such thoughts dampened Jean's mood as she felt that her imagined life would never be a reality. Jean couldn't help but let out a long

saw Jean in the kitchen. She wore an apron on

in the kitchen and hadn't noticed Zed's

arms over his chest. A tiny smile danced on his lips as Jean danced to and fro between the stove and counter, chopping, peeling,

his colleagues earlier that day. He had rushed through several meetings and refused invitations to dine with his partners and clients. He had asked Jean to cook for him and he intended to keep his promise of having dinner together. Upon learning of his homely evening plans, Zed's partners and clients had playfully remarked that he was afraid of his wife. Zed didn't mind at all. He had even driven home quickly

sunshine, Jean's presence had begun to thaw the ice