Edgar’s Relentless Pursue for The Love of His Life

Chapter 297

Chapter 297 Was He Injured?

Mr. Jevin was still alive. He was just unconscious and needed immediate treatment at the hospital. Unfortunately, both his legs might be crippled after this.

“How…” Jean could not control her tears anymore. Edgar pulled her from the back and held both her arms. “Enough.”

“He just went in. He was going to come out to see me. It’s my fault. I shouldn’t have pestered him.” Jean’s body shook non-stop. “If I hadn’t pestered him, he wouldn’t have gone in, and this wouldn’t have happened.”

Mr. Jevin had helped her so many times. Yet she made him suffer like this. Jean could not help but cry. The man’s shirt was soaked in her tears.

He frowned hard and pulled her into his arms. He held the back of her neck with his fingers. His voice was low as he spoke, “It’s a natural disaster. It’s not under your control.”

Jean sobbed hard.

The village was covered with debris from the earthquake that night.

At the break of dawn, everyone came out to help. Some helped others take care of the children, while the rest helped move things.

Jean stood in front of Mr. Jevin’s house. Her eyes reddened as she looked at the ruins.

“Miss Eyer, please go there for breakfast.”

The whole village was separated from the outside world because of the earthquake. Even the rescue teams and their vehicles were stuck at the foot of the mountain.

The village hospital was overcrowded with patients. Those with minor injuries could not receive treatment and could only squat by the streets. The whole scene was heartbreaking.

Jean turned around and answered Miles, “No, thanks. I don’t have any appetite.”

“Miss Eyer, I think you should go.” Miles lowered his voice and spoke into Jean’s ear.

Jean frowned and started moving. She walked towards Edgar slowly with determination.

Miles took a deep sigh of relief.

Jean walked faster and faster until she reached Edgar. “Why did you help these people here over the years?”

Edgar put a bowl of porridge into her hands. “Have some food first.” Contents belong to NovelDrama.Org

“Tell me first!”

She spotted the bearded man as she spoke. He was bringing two children over. One of them was the boy who gave Edgar a windmill yesterday.

still had a hat over his head

He avoided Jean’s gaze.

Jean. The innocence in his

is for everything to get better

her bowl of porridge and

that the hatred must

herself to ask

The bridge has

people’s gaze. The trucks with food and medical

everyone was trapped here. They will run out of food and

since last night. What should we do now that

Everyone panicked.

they looked at their ruined and barren

were helping others stopped

human nature is most real at

all.” Miles thought aloud. “But according to the strength of the earthquake last night, the damage shouldn’t be so

have

of a bad premonition was

“This is plotted.”

way we can make

worse and worse. There was no place for the people to sleep

the villagers found their own

of them dared not return to any buildings in fear of another

in a temporary tent set

Edgar heading toward her from a distance. The

“Take this.”

handed a can of coffee over to

did not stretch her hand out to take

haven’t had any water since

to shake her head. “I’m not

of coffee. “Drink it

“You…”

but to take the can of coffee from Edgar.

just unconscious. His life is not in danger.” Edgar spoke as he

sounded melancholic and not his

seem to care about Mr. Jevin a

“He is Susan’s

no wonder Mr. Jevin looked so familiar to her when

Jean pursed her lips. She felt even guiltier now. She had acted too rashly last night to have spoken to Mr. Jevin in

again, she would have to bear with the guilt for the rest of her