Edgar and His Destined Wife

Chapter 254 Charity

“No one!” Edgar laughed in spite of himself. “Since you said that, I won’t let you leave tonight.” “Edgar, you have no right to restrict my personal freedom.”

Edgar turned away and didn’t say anything. The air dropped. Jean noticed something unimaginable when the car arrived at the old Eyer Residence. “What are these people moving?”

There were dozens of workers moving furniture in. There were servants cleaning the window ledges, and they had cleared half the weeds in the yard.

Edgar didn’t answer her directly. He asked coldly, “You’ve been staying like this for the past few days?” Jean didn’t want to answer him. She pushed the car door open and walked into the house.

“Everyone, stop. I don’t need…”

Before she could finish, she was flustered by the furniture before her. The color of the curtains, the arrangement of the couches, and the carpets… everything was how the Eyer Residence used to be.

Jean stood there, as if she were in another lifetime.

After a long time, she wiped away the tears in the corner of her eyes. She looked at Edgar while sneering. “There’s no point in doing all of this now. Even if you buy identical furniture, this is no longer the Eyer Residence of the past!”

“It’s not just identical.”

After he said that, Jean’s pupils shook as if there were an earthquake.

She ran to the other end of the couch and tore off the covers. Seeing the scratches on it, she was shocked.

These were from the Eyer Residence!

After the Eyer family collapsed, she was forced to repay her debts by selling her inheritance from her dad.

Her tears were like overturning seas and rivers. They surged and flowed violently.

Her hands trembled as she stroked the grain and lines of the furniture. She couldn’t move her feet forward.

“Also…” He walked to Jean and extended his hand. “Come with me.”

Jean wiped her tears away with force. She gritted her teeth as she stood up. “I don’t need it. Please move all of it away.”

She didn’t need his charity, nor did she need this kind of apology.

She wanted to hate him.

Only this way could she forget the horrible marriage and the feelings she shouldn’t be having.

But he kept making up for it and questioning her. She really didn’t know how she should face him.

looked down at

he said, “Brigid

Brigid?

with eyes full

the door open, she saw

filled

the past. Now, she was

house. She had to give everything to Edgar. Her servants left one

Eyer Residence for more than ten years and had been extremely unwilling

Jean went to prison, Brigid had to

back. Ms. Eyer, it’s great that I can serve you again.” Brigid wiped her tears away hurriedly. “Look at me. Everything is getting better now.

Jean’s hand slowly tightened.

I have

definitely

feet and went down the stairs one step at a time.

if it was his first time in the Eyer Residence. Jean looked at him from afar. She could still remember clearly the throbbing in her

of

what in the world

her. Hearing her voice, he turned. His gaze was dark and boundlessly deep. “I’m trying

restore the Eyer Residence to how it was

it was, he wanted to do

come to life. I’ll write off everything that has happened in

Edgar suddenly frowned.

“Jean, that’s impossible.”

Jean sneered. She pointed to the things in the house. “My dad is gone, and the Eyer family is gone. What do I want all of

You’re hurting me again! When I see it, I don’t feel happy. Instead, I feel like I’m just a pawn in your hands from the start until the finish. When you’re happy, you can return the Eyer Residence to me. When you’re unhappy, you can just wave your hands and take everything

you’re the bane of

want to look at

the entrance, she

“Let her go.”

voice

bodyguards let her

flowed, she said, “You see, the old Eyer Residence has now become

what grounds could he control

suppressed in her heart with difficulty engulfed her once

road. She didn’t know that there was a figure not far behind her

cell phone rang, and he answered

warehouse. He was astonished. “Have you decided to tell Jean what happened back then? I’ve said it before. Tell her quickly. There’s definitely still something

“It’s impossible.”