Edgar and His Destined Wife

Chapter 10 Do Me a Favor

It was eight o'clock in the evening. Sitting casually in the Michelin restaurant, Gigi was cutting into her rib-eye sirloin as she said, "Edgar, I ran into Jean and her boyfriend."

Edgar placed down the knife and fork and raised his eyes apathetically, "Boyfriend?"

Gigi was not intimidated by his sudden change of attitude, as she replied softly, "Yeah, I've looked into it, his name is Ben Ludwig, and he is from a rich family. I mean it shouldn't really bother me, but I can't bear with it anymore. After what the Eyers did to you, Jean doesn't deserve to live a happy life."

Gigi pretended to not notice the look in Edgar's eyes. She continued in an exaggerated tone, "Ben seems to be madly in love with her; making sure that she is warm by offering her his jacket."

The more Gigi said, the gloomier Edgar became, and it peaked when she said, "Besides, they say that they have moved in together."

'Clink!' Edgar tossed the cutleries on the table, and the air around him quickly turned dense and chilly.

Gigi then took on a surprised expression, "Edgar, have I said something wrong?"

After all, she had intentionally worded it to challenge his pride as a man.

divorce, his ex-wife had plunged into the embrace of another

overreacted. He promptly hid the exasperation in his face and uttered coldly, "I'm done, just waiting for you." Then, he wiped his mouth with a napkin, trying his

her head – as if she was helping herself to the

always been envious of her accomplishments in the entertainment industry. After all,

state of Jean today, and she never wanted

in a stormy fashion. Meanwhile, the valet had brought his car around and was waiting for him

reached for his keys and circled around the car for the driver's seat before stepping into the

at her with a pause, holding

moment. She said with bubbly eyes, "Edgar, are

he was on the verge of losing

was smart enough to not challenge his patience. She had hardly stepped out of the car when the door closed

had taken off with a squeak of

first time Edgar had treated her as

obsidian in color, as it disappeared into the dark. She stood, gritting

Jean was about to get in trouble,