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 to end, an inconspicuous Bentley

got out and 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

since marrying him two years ago. It

brought flowers and other gifts, Edgar

that a sultry woman in a short red dress came out of his car and held

slightly as he looked at her. He unfurled her fingers from his

woman smiled and stood on tiptoes to

a hard slap

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

her fists and struggled to maintain her

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

he did not come here with good

chillier than the snow and wind outside the hall. "Isn't it obvious?

to look

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

never marry