Edgar and His Destined Wife

Chapter 130 Cultivating feelings

Farra grabbed Jean’s hand and solemnly said, “From now on, it’s best for our two families to stay away from each other.”

When she had delivered her ultimatum, Farra took hold of Jean’s hand and walked back to the ward. Jean was shocked by the turn of events —she noticed that Farra’s eyes were red.

She hesitated but finally offered, “Aunty, do you need a tissue?”

Farra paused for a moment and turned to face Jean. “Why didn’t you say anything back to her? Letting Ally berate you like that,” sighed Farra. “you’ve been with Benny’s side this whole. God knows he doesn’t deserve you. I can’t believe that child had the audacity in her to say such things!”

Jean made an archaic smile from Farra’s words. She handed the tissue to her. “It’s pointless to tell her that,” Jean consoled. Those criticisms and accusations —they were not worth mentioning in the conversation.

She lowered her gaze towards Farra’s hand. “How were the test results? Do they still need to…”

Jean paused. She decided to stop herself from bringing up the subject. She knew Farra had always been worried about the amputation.

“No, no!” Farra smiled tearfully and held a report, “The doctor said that Benny has been recovering well for the past two days. There will be no need for an amputation,” smiled Farra. “all planned operations have been cancelled. Although, there are two more operations required. Both operations are of low risk. He just needs to recover slowly…”

Bang. There was a loud noise from the ward. Jean’s instinct kicked, and she rushed into the ward.

Ben was on the ground with an anguished expression. Pieces of broken glass that originally formed a drinking glass were scattered all over the floor. Ben looked at Jean in a daze. “Just now, what were you talking about with my mother? What amputation? What surgery?” He gasped.

“You’re injured,” said Jean as she grabbed his bleeding hand. “Aunty, call the nurse over.”

“Alright,” responded Farra. She hurriedly ran out to the reception. Ben seemed to be falling in and out of consciousness. He kept asking Jean, “Tell me who is having an amputation!”

Everyone was hiding something from him. Ben was limping towards the water dispenser when he overheard the conversation by the door. He collapsed out of panic. Jean cursed with gritted teeth. Eventually, this secret will be exposed.

“Ben, there was treatment proposed by the doctors. It’s been called off,” consoled Jean. “Don’t worry, you will be able to race again. Definitely.”

Ben’s hands. She brushed away the stray fragments of glass and gently

He grabbed Jean’s shoulder to anchor her down and cried, “What if I can no longer drive? H3ll! If I can never

hysterically. Ben babbled, “I’m such an idiot. You would think I would know you by now. I’ve been chasing a ghost, hoping to be

grasped onto his wrist. The man stared into

so many things Jean wanted to say —to confess. Maybe she did feel guilty. Was it

done the same,” exclaimed Jean. “I’m a person

them creaked open.

a failed marriage. There is no

if she didn’t interfere. Perhaps God, or the universe, or maybe karma, needed them to cross paths to learn a lesson. Jean needed to understand that she

the

to dress. Farra Emilio paced around as she grew

She went out for so long.

Ben. “I don’t want to see

with a puzzled look said, “Did you two just quarrel? Jean is a good person.” She sighed and continued, “I’ve reflected on this well enough, and you two are good

“No.”

Definitely. He just didn’t know what to say after that

back on the report. She commented, “Emotions are fickle. However, you can learn to cultivate your

“I

head. She just had a meaningful moment with Ben and needed

her on the

to hail a cab straight

meet Edgar in person and find out who tempered the investigation results of

what? To publicly admit that it was all an

stopped by security as she entered the front

you can’t see Mr. Royden