Edgar and His Destined Wife

Chapter 277 Perhaps This Is Better

The moment Edgar opened the door, his gaze fell on Jean, who was standing by the window. The breakfast was untouched.

Just as he was about to say something, she turned around. When she saw him, she was immediately taken by surprise.

“Edgar!” She was pleasantly surprised yet nervous at the same time. “Why didn’t you tell me that you’re back? I thought you were mad at me after our last encounter!”

It had been ages since he saw such a reaction from her. How long has it been? The last time she treated me this way was when we’ve just gotten married.

At this instant, his tensed face turned blank as he did not know how to react. She sensed his emotions and took a step back while grabbing her dress nervously. “I-I was having breakfast just now, but I don’t have any appetite today. Have you eaten?”

She walked to the table as she spoke, looking gentle and hesitant, as though she was a young, innocent girl.

In the depths of Edgar’s memories, she once behaved like that in their lonely marriage, as though she expected something from him, but he never lived up to her expectations.

His frown deepened as he stared into her eyes fixedly.

She lowered her head to eat the food, but when she realized that he was still standing there, she wiped her mouth anxiously. “You came back so suddenly. I-Is there something wrong?”

She swallowed a mouthful of porridge and smiled. “If there’s anything I can help with, just let me know, though I know that I probably can’t help much.”

Her tone was careful and tentative.

Suppressing his emotions, Edgar asked, “I’ve been too busy lately. Do you know what day it is?”

“February 15th. My dad’s company is celebrating their anniversary next week.” She smiled.

Edgar’s frown became colder.

On the date she mentioned, they had just been married for a little over a month. Eyer Group was still around, and Gary was still alive.

had no idea what emotions he was experiencing at that moment. He was worried about her health, but at the same time he felt a surge of gratitude, because this might be a chance for him to restart

be annoyed at her. “After our marriage, you said that you were very busy with the company, and I couldn’t find any topics for conversation. Could you be mad at

raspy voice. Right after that, he walked to the table, took her cutleries and

she said quietly, but after seeing how fast he was eating, she deduced that he was

anyone downstairs? Please send some

turned around that she

looking around, she realized that the place was rather alien to her, as though

at?” Edgar walked to

her mind. She tried knocking herself on the head, but she still felt as though there was a fog

she was

lot colder. You might have gotten a cold, so don’t think

affectionate tone made her feel

I be dreaming?” she

she could hear the thumping of

blushed and lowered her

feel like a stranger here. You will get used

was a pause before

deepened, and she could even feel her cheeks getting

of his embrace and asked, “Why hasn’t anyone sent the bread I asked for? I’ll

before

left his sight, the smile slowly

he immediately locked himself in the study and called Nathan. “Where is the

greatly, but he

she heard his movements,

alone in the living

fruit platter to

her mouth, she suddenly remembered Edgar’s instructions to refer to Jean as

Royden, have some

at her. “I forgot to ask your

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