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?

surprise that

had no intention of calling Edgar, she

figure appeared at the

Edgar observed them stonily.

together. Even your maid doesn’t

as his eyes landed on

stared back

wondering the same

be married, but everyone knows about our

He frowned. He was already worn out from

arrived home, Gigi was there

He dragged his feet through the

The show was over.

shook her

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

mind.

want to stay in his villa with

upstairs to take her clothes and

door closed, Edgar forced himself into the room. His broad

Stay until tomorrow.” His low voice was hoarse. It seemed that he didn’t get

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

true that she felt weak in

she felt much better as

couldn’t reach

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

He grasped her wrist and pushed her against the wall, but it wasn’t

hand was cushioned between

“Let

until tomorrow,”

right outside the door. You’re asking me

on hers before she could finish her

her lips deeply, leaving no space for

body had only recovered her energy. She felt dizzy and lost

struggled, almost tearing his

no

voice, “Bastard,” and forcefully bit

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

“You!”