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?

so, it wasn’t a surprise that their

of calling Edgar, she pulled out

appeared at the doorway to the

Edgar observed them stonily.

me together. Even your maid

darkened as his eyes landed

back at

wondering the same

may not be married, but everyone knows about our relationship. Yet, you

fuss. He frowned. He

home, Gigi

it to you later.” He didn’t answer her directly. He dragged

The show was over.

her head. How

asked her kindly, “Ms. Eyer, do you want to have some

paused. “Never mind. I’m

to stay in

went upstairs to take her clothes

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

more rest. Stay until tomorrow.” His low voice was hoarse. It seemed that

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

true that she felt

Susan’s cooking, she felt

reach the

was heard outside the

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

between

“Let me

until tomorrow,”

outside the door. You’re

forced his lips on hers before she could finish her

lips deeply, leaving no space

only recovered her energy. She felt dizzy and

struggled, almost tearing his

had no intention of letting

voice, “Bastard,” and forcefully bit his

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

“You!”