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

wailed. When Susan had no intention of calling Edgar, she pulled out her

appeared at the doorway to the

Edgar observed them stonily.

sniffled. “They were bullying me together. Even your maid doesn’t take me

face darkened as his eyes

stared back at

wondering the same

be married, but everyone knows

fuss. He frowned. He was already worn

he arrived home, Gigi was there complaining. It

dragged his feet through the kitchen, and Gigi followed him up

The show was over.

shook her head.

kindly, “Ms. Eyer, do you want to have

paused. “Never mind. I’m going

in his villa with

upstairs to take her clothes

into the room. His broad frame blocked

voice was hoarse. It seemed that he

have anything to

true that she felt weak in the

having Susan’s cooking, she felt much better as her strength

couldn’t reach the

was heard outside the room. “Edgar,

grasped her wrist and pushed her against the wall, but it

was cushioned between her and

“Let

tomorrow,”

right outside the door. You’re asking me to

on hers before she could finish her

her lips deeply,

recovered her energy. She felt dizzy and lost strength

struggled, almost tearing

he had no intention of

muffled voice, “Bastard,” and

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

“You!”