Edgar and His Destined Wife

Chapter 10 Do Me a Favor

It was eight o’clock in the evening. Sitting casually in the Michelin restaurant, Gigi was cutting into her rib-eye sirloin as she said, “Edgar, I ran into Jean and her boyfriend.”

Edgar placed down the knife and fork and raised his eyes apathetically, “Boyfriend?”

Gigi was not intimidated by his sudden change of attitude, as she replied softly, “Yeah, I’ve looked into it, his name is Ben Ludwig, and he is from a rich family. I mean it shouldn’t really bother me, but I can’t bear with it anymore. After what the Eyers did to you, Jean doesn’t deserve to live a happy life.”

Gigi pretended to not notice the look in Edgar’s eyes. She continued in an exaggerated tone, “Ben seems to be madly in love with her; making sure that she is warm by offering her his jacket.”

The more Gigi said, the gloomier Edgar became, and it peaked when she said, “Besides, they say that they have moved in together.”

‘Clink!’ Edgar tossed the cutleries on the table, and the air around him quickly turned dense and chilly.

Gigi then took on a surprised expression, “Edgar, have I said something wrong?”

After all, she had intentionally worded it to challenge his pride as a man.

a divorce, his ex-wife had plunged into the embrace of another man. This felt like nothing but

realized that he had overreacted. He promptly hid the exasperation in his face and uttered coldly, “I’m done, just waiting for you.” Then, he wiped his mouth

as if she was helping herself to the

envious of her accomplishments

happy to see the sad state of Jean today,

stormy fashion. Meanwhile, the valet had brought his car around and was

for his keys and circled around the car for

at her with a pause, holding the seatbelt in his hands. “Miles will be

startled for a brief moment. She said with bubbly eyes, “Edgar, are you planning to leave me here alone?

Edgar put up a patient look, but he was on the verge of losing it, evident by his deepened and hoarse

smart enough to not challenge his patience. She had hardly stepped

had taken off with a squeak of

time Edgar had treated her as

obsidian in color, as it disappeared into the dark. She stood, gritting

understood that Jean was about to get in