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 and put the key in her

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

said through gritted teeth, “Susan, I want to eat lobsters tonight. Ten

startled for a moment but

long as Jean Eyer had the appetite, she should get

this sort of approach when he clearly wanted her to stay

that night was filled with a variety of

ran to the washroom and threw up all over the place. She rubbed her stomach with a

of hot water. She helped Jean Eyer sit down when she saw

shook her head weakly when she smelled the aroma of the dishes. “I don’t know either. Suddenly I just don’t have the appetite, and I feel

Susan was astonished for

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

and immediately sent a text message

in a booth at a bar while listening

his eyes to look at the contents on

on the screen and said, “Could it be that she’s

Royden was momentarily

one by one. “No appetite, nausea, feeling alright in the morning but not feeling well at night, this sounds like the symptoms of being

Royden clenched his

“Is it possible she’s playing some

that Jean Eyer would do anything to

only used fifty million to threaten her, and she

table, Nathan Knox was slightly

head. “Forget it. Let’s

the figure of Edgar Royden beside him was long

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

Eyer’s personality to not finish

she was truly not feeling

made his way up the stairs slowly. He tried opening her bedroom door but found it to be locked from

pressed the bridge of his nose. The

he immediately turned and

Eyer was surrounded by two doctors once she woke up.

practitioner held her down and started to examine

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