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?

it wasn’t a surprise that their marriage

had no intention of calling Edgar, she pulled out her

the doorway to

Edgar observed them stonily.

were bullying me together. Even your

darkened as his eyes landed

back

wondering the

everyone knows

frowned. He was already worn out

moment he arrived home, Gigi was there complaining.

her directly. He dragged his feet through the kitchen,

The show was over.

shook her head. How

do you want to have

mind.

didn’t want to stay in

went upstairs to take her

door closed, Edgar forced himself into the room.

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

don’t have anything to do with you. Why would I

true that she felt weak in the

felt much better

couldn’t reach the

was heard outside the room. “Edgar, where are

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

was cushioned between her and the

frowned. “Let

tomorrow,” he

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

lips on hers before she could finish her

lips deeply, leaving no space for

only recovered her energy. She felt dizzy and lost

almost tearing

had no

a muffled voice,

away as the taste of blood filled his mouth. Yet he held her tightly in his embrace. “If you leave now, I’ll let everyone in Yorktown know that you slept in my

“You!”