Edgar and His Destined Wife

Chapter 312 I Won’t Treat Marriage Like a Joke

Two days later, Jean was released on bail because of insufficient evidence. Ben was the one who came to pick her up. “Let’s eat first?” Ben’s hand was on the steering wheel as he peeked his head out to look at Jean.

Jean felt the breeze and smiled lightly. It was as if the clock had turned back one year. At that time, she had also just been released from prison, and it was Ben who had come to pick her up.

“Gigi is busy with interviews and appears on television every day. My mom is annoyed just by seeing her face,” Ben said as soon as he was done ordering food, “you’re helping her so much, but she isn’t appreciative at all.”

Jean looked down as she took a sip of her drink, not saying anything. “The Reece family have been looking for famed lawyers these few days to sue you so that you’ll stay in prison for a long time.” Ben’s voice grew colder. “Don’t you plan on telling her the truth?”

He was extremely distressed that she had to bear such a heavy burden on her own.

Jean fell silent.

“I’ve been thinking about it for the past few days whether to tell her.” She raised her hand and tied her hair up. Her appearance became a lot more relaxed, as if her thoughts had also become clearer.

“What have you concluded?” Ben was more nervous about it than her.

“I can’t tell her.”

Jean smiled brightly. “It’s because there’s still something that I have yet to investigate fully. Once I have, I will tell her all about it.”

Ben was so infuriated by her that he didn’t know what to say.

“When you stuck to your ways obstinately back then and were in prison for a year, I really regretted not stopping you. But you’re doing the same thing now.” Ben didn’t know what to do.

Why doesn’t she think about her own life at all?

It wasn’t as if Jean didn’t know what he was thinking about.

It was just that things had already come to such a stage. If she didn’t play the part fully, Edgar, who was such a meticulous person, wouldn’t believe it.

Also…

The food arrived, and the two of them started eating.

Shortly after, there was a figure that walked in through the door and rushed to Jean.

he received the

that Jean was safe and sound, he breathed a

he realized that she was only willing to ask Ben for

hand out to pull Jean, but she

some self-respect.” Jean was digging into

the frown on his

forward and grabbed

you

to stop Ben. His gaze was still directed at Jean’s fair side profile. “This has to do with her and me.

“I..”

enough, I am her ex-husband. Who are

tightly. “Follow me.

been tolerant

ask her about it properly.

eyes to look at the

said, you’re only my ex-husband. You should be a

Edgar’s actions stopped abruptly.

been pursuing me for so long, so I’ve agreed to date him. Furthermore, we don’t need any groundwork for our relationship. Once I’m done with

you don’t have

tell me that you think I’m deliberately infuriating you, Edgar? Do you think that I’m the type of person to gamble my happiness away in a moment’s rage? I’m not like you. I won’t treat

every

clearly reflected the man’s ice-cold face, but she didn’t hesitate

take your hand away now,

been gouged into a thousand little pieces. His fingers slowly loosened, and

had happened as

finally pulled his hand back and slowly clenched his fingers into a

I’m waiting for

and strode

tables heard what

full-length windows, Edgar didn’t turn around

was sitting in front of Jean, could clearly see

“It would have been

fingers gripped her utensils tightly. She sobbed as she said, “I’m sorry. I used you without any

lifted his hand to

I can

corner of Jean’s lips twitched. She smiled in a tired yet grateful