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

of calling Edgar, she pulled

appeared at the doorway to the

Edgar observed them stonily.

me together. Even your maid doesn’t take

his eyes landed on

back at

wondering

knows about our relationship.

He frowned. He was already

moment he arrived home, Gigi was there

you later.” He didn’t answer her directly. He dragged his feet through the kitchen,

The show was over.

her head.

her kindly, “Ms. Eyer, do

paused. “Never mind.

want to stay in his

take her clothes

forced himself into the

Stay until tomorrow.” His low voice was hoarse. It

to do with you. Why would I stay

that she felt

after having Susan’s cooking, she felt much better

couldn’t reach

voice was heard outside the room.

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

hand was cushioned between her

“Let

until tomorrow,” he

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

hers before

locked her lips deeply, leaving no space

her energy. She felt

struggled, almost

he had no

a muffled voice, “Bastard,” and forcefully

Yet he held her tightly in his embrace. “If you

“You!”

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