Arrogant Man VS Unyielding Woman
Chapter 358 The Hidden Envelope

mistake me for a mental patient roaming free."

Moore couldn't say no to that point. He took a glance at his hospital clothes and helplessly told Jean,"There's no need for that. We can eat at a restaurant nearby. But..." He paused, "What would people say if they saw me hanging around in a hospital uniform. They would Jean burst into laughter on his words and glanced at his clothes. "You've got a point. Hey Moore, hold on a second. I'll be right back..."

And she hurriedly ran out.

"Jean..." Moore stared at her receding back as she left. He was dumbfounded.

Jean was looking for the top recommendations. Why had she ran out?

Jean felt a pang of guilt on hearing Moore say that he didn't have any other clothes.

Though he had been in the hospital for a long time now, she hadn't really done much to care for him.

Moore hadn't left the hospital since he had been admitted and

she had forgotten to buy any clothes for him.

His mention of clothes had reminded her that she had stored some cash in her old room, so she hurriedly pushed in, but was completely taken aback when she entered inside.

There was someone else in the room. It had been only two days since she had left, and she hadn't even checked out.

Seeing her burst in, the patient in the room looked at her in surprise.

"Sorry, I want to go to the bathroom badly. Can I use the bathroom, please?" Jean asked in embarrassment.

The patient nodded and pointed in the direction of the bathroom.

Jean gave him a quick smile in gratitude and quickly ran to the bathroom.

Closing the door carefully behind her, Jean stood on tiptoe and held her hand forward.

As soon as her fingers felt the envelope, she immediately felt relieved.

She took it down, checked the amount of money inside and hurriedly hid it.

She deliberately washed her hands before she left.

"Thanks!" As she was leaving the room, she thanked the patient once again.

Going back to Moore's room, she saw that his infusion had already been completed and he was resting now.

Hearing her come in, he opened his eyes. "Where did you go just now in such a hurry?" he asked in puzzlement.

"Take it." Jean handed him the envelope with the money inside. "There's money inside. You should buy some clothes. You can't keep on wearing these sickly clothes."

Moore looked at the envelope in her hand with a complicated expression. He furrowed his brows and asked, "Did you run away to withdraw the money?"

A mixed feeling overtook him.

"I didn't withdraw the money. I got it back." Jean looked at him and explained,"Zed gave me this envelope earlier when I was here, and I hid it in my old room. I got it back just now."

"You hid the money?" Moore's expression got even more complicated. He gazed at her for a long time without saying anything.

"I am sorry..." Jean knew what he was thinking and immediately apologized. "Zed took back my black card, so he gave me the money. I had planned on keeping it safe and using it only in case of an emergency, so I didn't tell you." Seeing her try to explain herself with a worried face, Moore's anger disappeared.

"It's all right, Jean. I didn't mean to blame you." Moore sighed, "But I can't take the money."

"Why?" Jean asked in confusion, "Moore, you just said that you don't want to blame me. Then why won't you take the money? Do you want to go out in these hospital clothes?"

"I didn't mean that. Look. I have enough money to buy some clothes." He looked at her and explained, "When I first came to H City, I brought some clothes with me, but I hadn't planned on staying long. After the car accident, I had someone in the hotel send my clothes over. But I didn't get a chance or needed to wear them since I was in the hospital. It's okay."

Hearing his explanation, Jean felt relieved and said in embarrassment, "I was just worried. Since you were always wearing the patient garment, I thought that you hadn't taken the money your parents gave you. It seems like I overthink too much. But you have to take the money."

Before Moore could react, Jean had already stuck the money in his hand.

"You..." Moore looked at her, a little annoyed this time.

"If you still really regard me as a friend, then don't refuse." Jean said seriously, "There's not too much inside. If you refuse, then you are not my friend." Even after her threat Moore was unwilling to accept the envelope, but eventually agreed. "All right! I'll take it. But after I get a job, I'm paying you back!" Since he had taken the money now, Jean agreed to his condition and nodded, "Okay. You can think of it as me lending you the money."

If Jean hadn't agreed for considering the amount as loan, Moore would have totally refused.

But for now, Jean was just thinking and devising new ways to give him some money from time to time.

As he was new to this city and knew nobody, it wouldn't be easy to find a job.

"Okay. You change your clothes. We'll go out somewhere," Jean told him.

Moore nodded, got a set of clothes from the wardrobe and walked into the bathroom to change.

Jean glanced around in boredom. She had nothing to do, so she sat in a chair and gnawed her fingernails.

Soon the door of the bathroom opened and Moore walked out, completely refreshed now.

When Jean looked up and saw his new personality, she was dumbfounded.

She had known that he was tall and handsome with delicate facial features, but that he would look so handsome in a casual T-shirt and jeans was still news to her. Seeing her stare at him with her mouth wide open, Moore slightly blushed and tidied up his clothes, "What? Do I look weird?"

Since he was in the hospital, he had lost much weight

and his old clothes were too big for him now.

"No, it is great. You look very handsome." Jean clapped and complimented him.

Hearing her be coy like that, Moore shook his head in disappointment. "Stop making fun of me now! You already have a real handsome man as a husband!"

"I mean it. I know Zed is handsome, and I have some other good-looking friends who can rival anyone in H City. But you, Moore, can rival them all." Jean told him seriously.

"Okay, okay. I'll take your compliment into my heart." Moore knew that they had to stop arguing and wasting time. "Let's go now."