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

of calling Edgar, she pulled out

figure appeared at the

Edgar observed them stonily.

finally back.” Gigi sniffled. “They were bullying me together. Even your

face darkened as his eyes landed

back at

wondering

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

fuss. He frowned. He was already worn

home, Gigi was

answer her directly. He dragged his feet through the kitchen, and Gigi followed

The show was over.

her head. How

her kindly, “Ms. Eyer, do you want

“Never mind. I’m

want to stay in his villa with this

upstairs to take her

into the

voice was hoarse. It

eyebrows. “I don’t have anything to do

true that she felt

cooking, she felt

couldn’t reach

was heard outside the room. “Edgar,

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

between

frowned. “Let me

until tomorrow,”

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

his lips on hers before she could finish her

deeply,

She felt dizzy and lost strength in her

struggled, almost

had no

muffled voice, “Bastard,” and forcefully bit his

held her tightly in his embrace. “If you leave now,

“You!”