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.

When the funeral was about to end, an inconspicuous Bentley

the car dressed in a pressed tailored suit

two years ago. It was

mourners brought flowers and other gifts,

dress came out of his car and held his arm. "Do I have to go

softened slightly as he looked at her. He unfurled her fingers from his arm and said,

The woman smiled and stood on tiptoes to kiss

was akin to a hard

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

fists and struggled to maintain her usual

five feet nine inches tall and looked down at her intimidatingly. "What's wrong? Have you turned mute in the past two years?"

you want?" Jean sensed that he did not come

the snow and wind outside the hall. "Isn't

to look

alluring than two years ago. If she was not his

would never marry each