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

had no intention of calling Edgar, she

appeared at the doorway to the

Edgar observed them stonily.

Gigi sniffled. “They were bullying me together. Even your maid

darkened as his eyes landed

stared back at

was wondering

not be married, but everyone knows about our relationship.

frowned. He was already worn

arrived home, Gigi was there complaining.

dragged his feet

The show was over.

her head.

“Ms. Eyer, do you want to

“Never mind.

stay in

take

into the room. His broad frame blocked the

more rest. Stay until tomorrow.” His low voice was

have anything to

true that she felt weak in

felt much better as

reach the

voice was heard outside the room. “Edgar, where are

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

cushioned between her and the

frowned. “Let

tomorrow,” he

was irritated. “Your wife is right outside the door. You’re asking me to

forced his lips on hers before

locked her lips deeply, leaving no space

only recovered her energy. She felt dizzy and lost

struggled, almost

had no intention of

muffled voice, “Bastard,” and forcefully bit his

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

“You!”