Edgar’s Relentless Pursue for The Love of His Life

Chapter 39

Chapter 39 Being Mrs. Royden

“You don’t want to?” Gigi Reece’s voice was shaking slightly as she tried to figure out what he was thinking. “Edgar, do you want to break up with me?”

She still remembered how it was like when Edgar Royden and Jean Eyer were getting married. It was a jaw-dropping affair filled with glamour and prestige. The dowry was brought over by multiple cars, and among them were expensive jewelry of priceless value.

But when it came to her, he didn’t want to have a wedding? At any rate, the child inside her was “his”!

Gigi Reece resented that but didn’t dare voice out. All she could do was mumble her grievance. “If you insist on not wanting a wedding then… I’ll go with your wishes.

Gigi Reece hung her head and pretended to wipe her tears away.

Edgar Royden was troubled by her sobbing. Since she was pregnant, his icy voice warmed up slightly. “After what happened at the last wedding, having another one won’t look good for both families. Furthermore, you’re pregnant. You shouldn’t tire yourself out.”

“Do you mean I can keep the child?” Moreover, Edgar Royden’s tone sounded like he still cared for her.

A smile swiftly reappeared on Gigi Reece’s face. She held on to Edgar Royden’s arm and said, “I knew you didn’t come back for Jean Eyer. She’s no longer important to you, right?”

Edgar Royden’s arm stiffened and he didn’t speak for a while.

Gigi Reece said flirtingly in a self-absorbed manner. “Let’s not have a wedding for the time being, but to compensate, you have to take a few days off and go with me to fashion week! This is the new itinerary the company planned for me and I want to go.”

“Didn’t you previously say that you’d leave the entertainment industry?” He asked in a low voice.

Gigi Reece replied coyly, “Please let me go, I want to go. I need to have my own career before I can be worthy of you! Likewise, the fashion week is especially important to me.”

His mind flashed back to the night before he and Jean Eyer got married.

She tucked away the letter she just received from the design school and laughed, “Since you like me staying home, I won’t further my studies. After getting married, I’ll let go of my affairs at the company to just become Mrs. Royden. Don’t worry too much about my dad, I’ll convince him.”

She really did it.

From the wedding preparations to leaving the workforce, everything Jean Eyer did was very efficient. Edgar Royden never had to say more which also made him look good in front of others.

This even made him think about how if the two families didn’t have such an intense feud, would they have been able to spend a lifetime together?

Every decision Jean Eyer made prioritized their marriage. With just a word from his mouth, she could let go of her dream opportunity to study abroad in order to plan a home that was their own.

years, the text messages and gifts she sent

was still going on. “Being pregnant at home is actually very boring. Do I really have to be

Edgar Royden didn’t respond.

but the man shook her hand off. He got up suddenly

you agree to let me stay in the entertainment industry.”

all how Edgar Royden was acting

man just said,

side profile. The only person who he could control in the past was Jean Eyer. There would never be

stay here with me?” Gigi Reece

pulled his hand back and said flatly,

that one

day Jean Eyer miscarried, he heard her cries

was his child,

another. What played on the radio was static from early morning

turned the steering wheel and drove to

minutes later, a car stopped at the elevator. Gigi Reece was wrapped

grumbled coyly as she

was driving moved the corner of his mouth. “I wanted

Reece pouted her lips. “I didn’t know

man laughed in a low voice, and his husky tone asked her

he was saying that, his hand was

laughed alluringly. She said,

a wolf

soon as he turned around, he

Reece cried out. “Andy Shaw, you hurt

her hard. “Don’t you like playing like

“Oh, you’re so bad.”

car was filled with the creaking

…

was ten in the

hotel with Ben Ludwig. All was well last night. Ben Ludwig stood on the stairs and looked at Jean

she left, came back, and slept. How could he sleep with