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.

until noon, but Edgar still did not show up. When the funeral was about to end, an inconspicuous Bentley traveled

tailored

time seeing Edgar since marrying him two years ago. It was ironic that she

brought flowers and other

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

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

stood on tiptoes

akin to a

disrespected Jean's father by wearing

clenched her fists and struggled to maintain her usual composure. Meanwhile, Edgar walked onto the steps

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

that he did not come

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

look down at

could not deny that she had grown even more alluring than two years ago.

never marry