All Chapters of Mr. Pamperer and His Wily Woman: Chapter 91 - Chapter 100

“Let me send you home.” Jason, Oscar, and Tyson looked at Jean and said in unison. All of a sudden, Jean became the focus again.  In one minute, Mrs. Mann’s expression looked fine. Then, the next minute, it crashed. She glared at Jean, stopping short of pointing her finger at Jean’s nose and calling her a b*tch. “You are still young and should pay attention to your studies, Oscar. Stay away from that filthy thing.” Mrs. Mann snapped. Those insulting words slapped Jean in the face like a whip. Etan frowned, saying nothing, but he watched on with cold eyes. She deserved it. Oscar bit his lip, wanting to refute, but he did not dare. Then Jason spoke. “Don’t you say that, Mrs. Mann. She—” “And you, Jason. You have a fiancée. If you continue to mess around like this, I will have to talk to your grandpa.” Mrs. Mann snapped. “I—” “That plaything is just for fun. Don’t defy your grandpa just for a woman like her.” Jean stood there, and every word that came out of Mrs. Mann’

“You arrived at just the right moment.” Jean smiled. The boy was called Cruz Burch, a friend of Oscar. They happened to be passing by when she had a car accident earlier this evening. Coincidentally, Jean helped him once in the hospital three years ago. He thought they would never meet each other again, but here they were. “Where are you going?” This boy was taciturn. His calmness was completely inconsistent with his age. “Let’s go home first… Forget it. Take me to buy clothes and then take me to the train station. I am going to Wallingden.” Grandma was still waiting for her. “Let me send you there.” “It is too far.” “It’s not that far.” Jean saw the boy’s good-looking lips pursed, and the stubbornness in his eyes. She could not refuse. “Ok, then.” “Hold on tight.” Cruz had a very shallow smile on his face. Jean wrapped her arms around him and could not help but be amazed—the boy had such a slender waist. Cruz’s body stiffened the moment she embraced him. Before lea

“Probably because he was kissed against his will.” Jason scratched his chin. “I wouldn’t mind such a good encounter, and I wouldn’t be angry.” Oscar chuckled. … Cruz carried Jean on his bike and sped along the cold early winter. Later, when Cruz became a top artist in show business, a reporter asked him what was his happiest moment in life, his answer was: traveling through the city on a winter night. After she arrived at the hospital, Jean met Bobby’s brother, Brogan Hudson, the vice president of Wallingden Hospital.  “Thank you for your help, Mr. Hudson,” Jean said. Brogan was the vice president, and he would not have stayed back in the hospital at this ungodly hour if it were not for Bobby’s request. “Don’t mention it. I heard you want to transfer your grandma to another hospital.” Jean nodded. “My place is too far from here, so it is inconvenient to come every time.” “All right. It helps with her recovery when there are family members by her side, especially at he

“What are you doing here?” Etan interrupted Anthony and asked Jean. The Mann Family owned this hospital. Etan was here to conduct a site visit and consider an expansion plan. “My grandma has just been transferred here. I will count on you to take care of us. After all, we are family. Aren’t we, my dear brother-in-law?” Jean gave a smile. When Anthony heard this, his attitude toward Jean instantly went from good to better. “Since you and Mr. Mann are family, we will make your grandma feel at home and provide her with the best care possible.” “Thank you.” “I won’t disturb you any further. I will leave first,” Jean said politely to Etan. As soon as she moved her feet, Etan suddenly said, “Since we are a family, why leave in such a hurry?” The president of the hospital was shrewd enough to sense something between them. “It is time for a tea break. Why don’t you two head over to the private lounge? We have it cleaned every day. Let me take you two there.” “That won’t be

Jean had already used the same trick once. But so what? It did not matter whether it was an old trick, as long as it worked. Mrs. Mann was stunned for a long while on the other end of the phone before she realized that his grandson was having hanky-panky with some floozy. She blew her top instantly. “Etan, what are you doing? Come home right away!”  The old lady’s voice was so loud that even Jean could hear it. She decided to add fuel to the fire by asking in a soft and sweet voice, “Hang up, Etan. Am I not more attractive than the phone?” She then let go of Etan, whose eyes were as dark as ink, and ran back to the bed, blinking at him with an innocent look in her eyes. Etan clutched the phone so hard that he almost crushed it. He gave Jean a death stare, as if he wanted to strangle her to death with his eyes. Mrs. Mann gasped for air at the other end. “Etan, did you hear me? Come home now!” At first, she thought his grandson was working all day long and had no interest in wo