A Night with Her Cruel Mate

Chapter 62 Have Dinner Together

When Jean got home from the hospital, the servants were already asleep. Not wanting to wake anyone up, she quietly went upstairs.

Although she wanted to take a shower, she decided not to because her hand was injured.

Mandy arrived early the next morning to help Jean take a bath. Her daughter chose a long-sleeved shirt before going downstairs.

Tracy had been busy all morning preparing them breakfast. When she spotted Jean and Mandy coming down, she cheerfully greeted, "Good morning."

She noticed that Jean wearing the long-sleeved shirt. In a concerned and worried voice, she asked, "How are you feeling now? What did the doctor say?"

"It's okay," Jean gently smiled at the maid. "The doctor informed me that I just need to apply some ointment on it. Don't worry about me."

Tracy nodded, realizing that she had been very narrow-minded before.

'I was wrong to think that Jean was so difficult before. She's such a nice person to me.'

"Have a seat." The maid quickly pulled the chair out for Jean to sit on. "Please have breakfast.

I cooked a lot as a way of apologizing to you. I hope you don't blame me, Miss Gu."

"You are too polite. Besides, it was my fault yesterday," Jean said as she nodded her head.

The more generous Jean acted,

the guiltier Tracy felt for what happened last night that she could hardly speak.

In her heart, she swore to be nice to Jean from now own and to repay her generosity.

"Take your time, Miss Gu. I have to work now," Tracy quietly muttered as she started to leave the dining room.

"Wait!" Jean stopped her from leaving. "Terence will come over for dinner tonight, so I have made a list. Could you and Sherry help me purchase the ingredients on the list?"

"Sure." Tracy nodded. "I'll call Sherry now."

"Okay, go ahead," Jean said indifferently. When the maid left, she winked at her mother who entered the room.

Mandy grimaced in response. After Tracy and Sherry left, she left the dining room. When she came back, she secretly nodded at Jean.

Jean felt relieved.

She had originally wanted cook for Terence, but Mandy decided to help her. Jean's hand had yet to heal. They cooked the entire afternoon and just as they were about to finish, he arrived.

When she heard the car's engine whirring outside the villa, Jean calmly walked to the door to greet him.

She opened the door and saw Terence get out of the car. He seemed to glow as he walked towards her.

This was the excellent man that she loved.

"Why are you standing here?" Terence smirked at her, forcing Jean to snap back into reality. With a small smile, she replied, "I heard the noise coming from outside, so I went to check it out. Are you

finally done with work?"

"Yes." Terence nodded in response. "Thanks to you, I was able to get off work early."

"Come on in. Dinner is ready," Jean politely welcomed him inside.

When Terence entered, he spotted Mandy and frowned. Although she was his former mother-in-law, they never really saw or got to know one another.

Noticing his uneasiness, Jean lightly explained, "Since you were coming today, I asked my mother to help me cook. I just removed the stitches from my hand, and I have yet to recover. I hope you don't mind her being here."

"How come?" Terence arched an eyebrow. "I'm so flattered. You didn't have to cook for me since your hand has yet to recover."

He glanced at her attire. It finally made sense why she was wearing a long-sleeved shirt today.

"Come and sit here," Mandy said to Terence as she patted the chair beside her. "Jean got up early just to prepare the chicken soup. It's been boiling the entire day, so you should drink more."

"Mom..." Jean quietly whined to her mother. "Why do you need to tell him that?"

Mandy smiled at herself and said nothing.

"Really? Then I shall drink more." Terence laughed at Mandy's comment.

He sat down and stared at the dishes, but another female figure flashed in his mind. When Jean found Terence spacing out, her eyes flashed with jealousy.

She knew that he was thinking of Julia again. She couldn't keep letting this happen.

"Take your time. I'm going to leave first," Mandy muttered when she saw Terence blankly staring at the table.

"Please don't do that, Auntie." Terence frowned at her and gestured at the dishes on the table. "You have been working here all day and we're not strangers at all. Please join us."

Although Terence was very polite to Mandy, he was still unfamiliar with her.

"No, it's okay!" Mandy cautiously grinned at the both of them. "You young people are having dinner together. I will look like an old woman, if I join you."

"It's okay," Terence calmly insisted. "Please join us. It's just a meal."

Mandy still wanted to refuse, but changed her mind when Jean looked at her. "Please sit down, Mom, since Terence insists!"

Without any further protests, Mandy quietly sat down.

Jean had retrieved a good bottle of red wine and looked at Terence. "This was given to me by a friend of mine. He says that it's very delicious. I don't really know much about wine, but you should give it a try." Belonging © NôvelDram/a.Org.

Terence looked at the label and nodded in an approving manner. "It's indeed good wine. There are only two hundred bottles left worldwide. It can be sold for at least hundreds of thousands if it's brought to the auction house. What a waste!"

"How can it be a waste?" Jean frowned. "You've helped me a lot since I got back. Without you, I wouldn't know what to do. Think of it as a gift. Besides, however good the wine is, it's still for people to drink. If you like it, I still have another one. I insist that you take it home with you."

"No way!" Terence waved his hand and looked at Jean. "This is too much. I can't take it from you."

Jean arched her eyebrows and insisted, "If you don't accept it, then how will I continue to live here?"