Edgar and His Destined Wife

Chapter 12 Two Lives for the Price of One

“What do you want to do, then?”

She raised her chin arrogantly, trying to put up a brave front like she did at Luminance Club. “My father is dead! We are divorced! Edgar Royden, what else do you want from me?!”

“Gary was responsible for my parents’ death years ago. Now that he is dead, he has only made up for the loss of two lives with the price of one.” Edgar’s deep voice sounded like he was giving her the death penalty!

He tightened his grip on her chin, so strong that she could feel cracking in her jaws, but she would not say a word.

In this moment, hatred and resentment filled every corner of Edgar’s eyes, and Jean seemed to have understood something.

The loss of two lives for the price of one.

After all, she still owed him a life.

“In that case, shall I pay with my life to even out the debt?” She pursed her lips firmly and forced herself not to tear. Her expression was so heart-rending, even Edgar was starting to be moved.

Perhaps anger had overflown her brain, or it could be that Jean had lost all hopes in life after everything she had been through.

Behind Edgar, a van came zooming toward the pair. Everything happened so quickly that nobody saw the van coming.

as his body shook, and by the time he noticed the van, all he

squeak of the tires. The driver quickly hopped off the vehicle only to be greeted by

help!”

anxiously to call 999 but was shoved

strides, then lifted her from

imagined the woman to be much stronger than

to

daze, Jean felt like she could smell a faint cigarette

her cheeks with his long and slender fingers as he repeated in his deep and hoarse voice, “Jean, wake up, do

eyes, she would see her dad’s figure, standing in a beam of blinding light, waving at

end, Jean closed

go of Edgar’s suit, leaving behind a patch of

the hospital, after eight hours of surgery, Jean slowly gained consciousness, and she felt nothing but pain all

pain and tried to remove the catheter from the back

car accident and had a miscarriage. All

pale as a ghost, could not believe what she had just heard,

Miss Eyer, didn’t you know? You were a little over a month into pregnancy! But it’s such a pity that we

could not bear to say anything else, “Miss Eyer… I am sorry for