Edgar and His Destined Wife

Chapter 1 Funeral

There was a funeral at Westburgh Cemetery.

Jean Eyer was dressed in black and stood quietly among the crowd as her late father's friends came to her to express their condolences.

Someone said in a low tone, "My condolences, Ms. Eyer."

Jean wiped her tears and thanked the mourner.

A month ago, Eyer Group wound up and shuttered. Furthermore, her father suffered a heart attack and passed away.

In an instant, the once prominent Eyer family was gone.

Despite her family's downfall, people still mourned her loss and did not dare to look down on her.

It was because she was not only the daughter of the Eyer family but the wife of a man who conquered the business world and was feared by all. He was the revered president of Royden Group, Edgar Royden.

did not show up. When

a pressed tailored suit and shiny polished leather shoes.

marrying him two years ago. It was

the mourners brought flowers and other gifts, Edgar

sultry woman in a short red dress came out of his car and held his arm. "Do I have to

he looked at her. He unfurled her fingers from his arm and said, "Wait for

stood on tiptoes

was akin to a

were now at her father's funeral. That woman not only disrespected Jean's father by wearing red, but she also kissed Jean's husband with all

her fists and struggled to maintain her usual composure. Meanwhile, Edgar walked onto the steps toward

to meet her gaze. Edgar stood at five feet nine inches tall and looked down at

he did not come here with

cold. They seemed chillier than the snow and wind outside the hall. "Isn't it obvious? I'm

look down at

not deny that she had grown even more alluring than two years ago. If she was not his enemy's daughter, perhaps they would have

they would never marry