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 man. This felt

realized that he had overreacted. He promptly hid the exasperation in his face and uttered coldly, "I'm done, just waiting for you." Then,

lowered her head – as if she was helping herself to the last of her steak, but conveniently hid the despair in her

superstar, and Gigi had always been envious of her accomplishments in the entertainment industry. After all, Gigi was light-years behind what Jean had

secretly happy to see the sad state of Jean today, and she never wanted Jean to

his feet and headed straight for the exit, almost in a stormy fashion. Meanwhile, the valet had brought his

car

enter the car, when Edgar looked at her with a pause, holding

was startled for a brief moment. She said with bubbly eyes, "Edgar, are you planning to leave

Edgar put up a patient look, but he was on the verge of losing it, evident

to not challenge his patience. She had hardly stepped out of the car when the door closed behind her with a

she could turn around, the car had

time Edgar had treated her

at the car, obsidian in color, as it disappeared into the dark. She stood, gritting her teeth

about to get in trouble, but Edgar's