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

driver got out and opened the passenger door. Edgar stepped out of the car dressed in a pressed tailored suit

was Jean's first time seeing Edgar since marrying him two years ago. It was ironic that she finally saw him again at

brought flowers and

a short red dress came

softened slightly as he looked at her. He unfurled her

woman smiled and stood

akin to a hard slap on

only disrespected Jean's father by wearing red, but she also

her fists and struggled to maintain her usual

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

he did not come here

do I 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

continued to look down at

could 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

would never marry each