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 that their marriage had

of calling

figure appeared at the doorway to

Edgar observed them stonily.

you’re finally back.” Gigi sniffled. “They were bullying me together. Even your maid

darkened as his

back

was wondering the

be married, but everyone knows about our

He frowned. He was already worn out

the moment he arrived home, Gigi was there complaining. It

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

The show was over.

her head. How

“Ms. Eyer, do you want

mind.

to stay in his

went upstairs to take her clothes and

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

His low voice was hoarse. It seemed that he

her eyebrows. “I don’t have anything to do with you. Why would I stay

true that she felt weak in

Susan’s cooking, she felt much better as her

couldn’t reach

heard outside the

her against the wall,

between

“Let

until tomorrow,”

wife is right outside the door. You’re asking me to stay. This

on hers before

her lips deeply, leaving

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

almost tearing

he had no intention of letting

a muffled voice,

filled his mouth. Yet he held her tightly in his embrace. “If you leave now, I’ll let everyone in Yorktown know that

“You!”