Edgar and His Destined Wife

Chapter 162 It’s Her Fault

As soon as Winnie Campbell’s words faded away, Andy Shaw slammed the steering wheel, and the car came to a screeching halt by the side of the road.

Winnie Campbell’s eyes widened. She was so frightened she didn’t dare utter a word. Andy Shaw smirked coldly. He looked at Winnie Campbell. “I only called you Mrs. Reece seeing as how you’re Mr. Reece’s second wife, but you’re driving a wedge between me and Mr. Royden?”

“I… I’m not.” Winnie Campbell tried to explain hurriedly. But Andy Shaw already turned his head. “Please get out of the car.”

Winnie Campbell was like a person who lifted a rock only to drop it on her own toes. She could only silently get out from the car. Once the car door shut, Andy Shaw stepped on the accelerator and sped away. Winnie Campbell cursed silently. “What bad luck.”

This was Jean Eyer’s fault. In the car, Andy Shaw took out his cellphone and dialed a number. “Check on Ben Ludwig’s racing team, and…”

Chase after Jean Eyer?

Andy Shaw’s brows raised slightly. Not long after Jean Eyer left, she was found and taken back by Edgar Royden’s bodyguards. The people from Perles had already left. Gigi Reece was also nowhere to be found.

“You want to escape after creating trouble for me?” The man sat on the couch. His eyes were gloomy and cold but veiled by flickering flames of anger.

Jean Eyer immediately shook her head to deny. “I’m not. I was being so cooperative. Remember my actions at the end.”

The next second, Edgar Royden waved her over.

Jean Eyer frowned. “Just say it where you are. I can hear you.”

“Come. Here.”

Jean Eyer was frustrated and had to take those few steps. “What I said was the truth. No matter how many times you ask, it’ll be the same.”

She’d always been stubborn and had no tears until she saw the coffin.

Edgar Royden stared at her. He said slowly, enunciating every single word. “From now until the Perles advertisement shoot is done, you have to stay here and be on-call. Otherwise, the fifty million fees for breaking the contract will be on you.”

“What?”

Jean Eyer was stunned for a moment. “What does it have to do with me? I…”

But Edgar Royden clearly stopped listening to her. He’d walked away.

in the living room. She shook her head

sorry, Ms. Eyer. These are instructions from Mr.

teeth, “Susan, I want to eat lobsters

startled for a moment but quickly nodded. “Alright.

that as long as Jean Eyer had the

of approach

table that night was filled with

to dig in when she felt an overturning of rivers and seas in her stomach. She ran to the washroom and threw up all over the place. She rubbed her stomach with a confused expression. Delicacies of every

immediately gave her a cup of hot water. She helped Jean Eyer sit down when she

when she smelled the aroma of the dishes. “I don’t know either. Suddenly I

up?” Susan was astonished for

up to sleep. I won’t be eating.” Jean Eyer made her way up the

and immediately sent a text

the other end, the man was sitting in a booth at a

lifted his eyes to look at the contents on his cellphone. His

nosily. He saw the words on the screen and said, “Could it be

was

one. “No appetite, nausea, feeling alright in the morning but not feeling well at

clenched his cellphone

it possible she’s playing some kind of game

would do anything to

and she was putting on a

Nathan Knox was slightly tipsy and

his head. “Forget

of Edgar Royden

back to the villa, Jean Eyer had already slept. The man saw the lavish dinner on the table and the wrinkle in his brows

unlike Jean Eyer’s personality to not finish all

she was truly not

took off his coat and made his way up the stairs slowly. He tried opening her bedroom door but found

Royden pressed the bridge of his nose. The

what Nathan Knox said, he immediately turned and went into his

two doctors once she

a general practitioner held her down and started to

last night. After Mr. Royden found out, he sent these doctors here to