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 helplessly before turning around to lock the door

sorry, Ms. Eyer. These are instructions

I want to eat

moment but quickly nodded. “Alright.

Royden instructed that as long as Jean Eyer

why he had to use this sort of approach when he clearly

table that night was filled with a variety

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 kind were in front of her, but why

of hot water. She helped

aroma of the dishes. “I don’t know

Susan was

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

her figure disappear and immediately sent a text message to Edgar

man was sitting in a booth at a bar while

the contents on

saw the words on the screen

Royden was

the morning but not feeling well at night, this sounds like the symptoms of

clenched

frowned doubtfully. “Is it possible she’s playing some

do anything to

to threaten her, and she was putting on

table, Nathan Knox was slightly tipsy and mumbled, “What if it’s

shook his head. “Forget it.

the figure of Edgar Royden beside him

villa, Jean Eyer had already slept. The man saw the lavish dinner on the table and

personality to not

now believed that she

He tried opening her bedroom door but found it

his nose. The precautions she

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

Jean Eyer was surrounded by two doctors once she woke up. She looked at them warily,

holistic practitioner and a general practitioner held her

in a small voice at the back. “Ms. Eyer, you weren’t feeling well last night. After Mr. Royden found out, he sent