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.

noon, but Edgar still did not show up. When the funeral was about

tailored suit and shiny polished leather shoes.

since marrying him two years ago. It was ironic

the mourners brought flowers and other gifts, Edgar came

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

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

and stood on tiptoes to kiss

to a hard slap

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

maintain her usual

feet nine inches tall and looked down

want?" Jean sensed that he did not come here with

want?" Edgar's gaze turned cold. They seemed chillier than the snow and wind outside the hall. "Isn't it obvious? I'm here to pay my respect to

look down at

long hair had reached her waist. Edgar could not deny that she had grown even more alluring than two years

would never marry each