Edgar and His Destined Wife

Chapter 151 Why Was She Allowed There

She hadn’t stayed at Edgar’s villa, although she was his wife. Why was Jean allowed there?

From the way Jean acted and dressed, it was obvious that she had been there for a while. They might have even slept on the same bed.

“Seducing my man when I’m pregnant. I’ll kill you today.”

However, Gigi had missed an essential point in her fury.

Jean wouldn’t be living there if Edgar hadn’t given his permission.

A strict man like him wouldn’t let Jean live in the villa on her own. Even the maid that was sent to her wasn’t a random person.

Before Gigi could reach Jean, she was blocked by Susan with a bowl of soup from the kitchen.

Splash!

The soup spilled all over Gigi.

“Aargh!”

She cried out, fuming. “What are you doing? Do you know how much this dress costs? And if you burn my baby, you’ll…”

An idea crossed her mind. She fell to the floor, clutching her stomach.

“Ouch, my stomach! My stomach hurts! Edgar, call Edgar now!”

Why couldn’t she live there when Jean could?

Helplessly, Susan watched her squirm on the floor and shook her head. “Ms. Reece, the soup was lukewarm. It wouldn’t have burned you.”

Gigi paled but refused to budge. “Is it really lukewarm? I think it was burning hot! I don’t feel well. My stomach is aching. Call Edgar immediately!”

“This…” Susan hesitated. “Ms. Reece, why don’t you get up first? You’re putting me in a difficult position since Mr. Royden hasn’t given his permission.”

Gigi stayed sitting on the floor, bawling her eyes out.

The way she acted was no different from a spoiled child.

Jean munched on the fruits while deep in thought. What is it that Edgar likes about her? Does he like how she flaunts? Or is it her spoiled personality?

a surprise

intention of calling Edgar, she

appeared at the doorway to the

Edgar observed them stonily.

bullying me together. Even your maid doesn’t take me

his eyes landed

stared back at

was wondering the

may not be married, but everyone knows about

fuss. He frowned. He was already worn

arrived home, Gigi

directly. He dragged his feet through the kitchen, and Gigi followed him up the

The show was over.

her

kindly, “Ms. Eyer, do you

“Never mind. I’m going

stay in his

went upstairs to take her

the door closed, Edgar forced himself into the room. His broad

His low voice was hoarse. It seemed that he didn’t get

her eyebrows. “I don’t have anything to do with

that she felt

felt much better

reach the

the room. “Edgar, where

her against the wall, but it wasn’t as cold as she thought it

hand was cushioned between her and the

frowned. “Let

until tomorrow,” he

is right outside the door.

his lips on hers before she could finish her

lips deeply,

body had only recovered her energy. She felt dizzy and lost strength in

almost tearing

no intention of

muffled voice, “Bastard,” and forcefully bit his

held her tightly in his embrace. “If you leave now, I’ll let everyone in Yorktown know that you slept in my bed last

“You!”