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

opened the passenger door. Edgar stepped out of the car dressed in a pressed tailored suit and shiny polished leather shoes. He had a handsome face with well-formed facial features. However, his eyes were cold.

seeing Edgar since marrying him two years ago. It was ironic that she finally saw him again at

mourners brought flowers and

even more shocking was that a sultry woman in a short red dress came out of his car

her fingers from his arm and

smiled and stood on tiptoes to

a hard slap on

Jean's father by wearing red, but she also kissed Jean's husband

to maintain her usual composure. Meanwhile, Edgar walked

five feet nine inches tall and looked down at her intimidatingly. "What's wrong? Have

want?" Jean sensed that he did not come here

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 my dear

continued to look down at

had reached her waist. Edgar 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 a happy

never marry