Edgar’s Relentless Pursue for The Love of His Life

Chapter 269

Chapter 269 At A Blockade

The most important thing was that Jean had never heard about this. She only knew about Winnie Campbell. Between Winnie and Yvonne, no one would choose the former!

Yvonne had brought her to a stylish French restaurant. She was even following the latest food trends. “Coffee?”

Jean was lost in her own thoughts. She nodded her head slowly. “Thank you. Just those first.” Yvonne passed the menu to the waiter, and then placed both hands on the table.

She faced Jean with a smile. “I never thought about running from those memories. But two years ago, I was a more soft-spoken person, I could not do anything to help.”

Yvonne’s sincerity melted the ice around Jean’s cold heart. “If what you said is true, then I’ve got to say that my father did not have an eye for women.” Jean joked.

The smile on Yvonne’s face fell. “Yeah, he did not.” After a moment of silence, the two broke out in laughter.

“I’ve been wanting to contact you for a while. But because of the situation, I did not have the courage to face you, and I was scared that you would think badly of me.” Yvonne said frankly.

“I toast to your future success.” She said and lifted her wine glass.

“…Thank you.” Jean had an indescribable feeling in her heart, but meeting Yvonne soothed her exhaustion from the past few days.

She inhaled the scent of the red wine and drank a few sips. She quickly became drunk.

Ten minutes later.

Yvonne hauled her into the backseat of her car.

“Phew, Missy, you’re heavier than you look.”

She closed the door but did not get into the car. She glanced around her and then dialed a number on her phone.

“She’s drunk. What should I do?”

“Understood.” Yvonne replied after hearing the response on the other end.

Then, she drove her to a hotel opposite the hospital. Just as a certain person walked into the hotel, Yvonne supported Jean in.

“Is there anyone that can help us? My friend’s drunk.” Yvonne shouted.

The man that was at the reception desk glanced at them and then furrowed his brows. He walked over to them and then gave Jean a once over.

her?” He

Royden.”

narrowed his eyes, “Since you recognize me, you should leave.

took Jean

doesn’t smell

“No, I can’t leave her to

her. He stopped in his steps and pressed the

is the same.

…

Jean slept, she could smell a familiar scent.

subconsciously whispered a

the bed and was about to leave when he heard his name.

“You b*stard.”

shone on her face and emphasized her delicate red lips

the

he couldn’t hear. He moved closer

Jean grasped his shirt.

“I…”

under him suddenly lifted her

the headboard. His eyes were as cold as the

better. She opened her eyes and was

“Why are you appearing in my dreams?

the bed sheets. He was so angry he was lost for words. But the woman in front of him did not even care and went back to sleep. Contents belong to

a clean towel and wiped Jean’s face and shirt collar. He

said

The next morning.

She got up groggily and tried to recollect what had

got up. She got changed and went to open the door. The second she opened the door, she was bombarded with cameras in her face, and

“Are you alone?”

heard you spent the night with a mystery man. Could it

if you keep

her, it wasn’t like she was a celebrity! She did not understand what they were saying about a mystery man. She was obviously alone in the room, and she wasn’t

door with a