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.

hat over his head to hide the

He avoided Jean’s gaze.

smiled at Jean. The innocence

face was cold. “After this incident, the only thing everyone wishes is for everything to get better as soon as

her bowl of porridge

knew that the hatred must be all-consuming for him

to ask anything more in this

news! The bridge has

The trucks with food and medical supplies

They will run out of food

tower since last night. What should we do now that the only route

Everyone panicked.

were losing hope as they looked at their ruined

were helping others stopped

most real at such

phones have no signal at all.” Miles thought aloud. “But according to the strength of the

team should have arrived

of a bad premonition

“This is plotted.”

hard. “There is no way we can make

and worse. There was no place for the people

the villagers found their own

to any

nowhere to go. She rested in a temporary tent set

Edgar heading toward her from a distance. The moonlight stretched his figure. He looked tall

“Take this.”

can of coffee

not stretch her hand out to take it. “I don’t

any

to shake her head. “I’m

can of coffee. “Drink it up, or

“You…”

to take the can of coffee

The doctor said he’s just unconscious. His life is not in danger.” Edgar spoke

sounded melancholic and

seem to care

nodded. “He is

familiar to her when she first saw him. It turned out that it was because Susan and he were

known each other for a very long time.” Jean pursed her lips. She felt even guiltier now. She had acted too rashly last night to have spoken to

didn’t gain consciousness ever again, she would have to bear with the