Edgar and His Destined Wife

Chapter 30 Pretending Noblesse Oblige

“Would you let my family and my father off the hook if I told you the truth? Would you forgo your plans to ruin my family?”

Jean snarled as she stepped towards him menacingly. Edgar had never seen the smile on her face before – a smile was like a slash across her face that never reached her eyes.

The thought of saying ‘Yes’ crossed his mind, but he felt the words clump in his throat like a piece of stubborn phlegm. “Hah! You don’t have to pretend.” Jean smirked as she turned away from him.

Jean is so different. Edgar thought as he watched her walk away from him. When he went to his car, Edgar tore his baseball cap off and threw it on the passenger seat.

Just as he planned to drive out of the venue, he saw Ben holding Jean by her wrist towards a car. “Are you okay? You look pale. I’ll send you back.”

“I might be low on blood sugar as I skipped my breakfast.” Jean mumbled. “I’ll treat you to a meal then!” Ben said as he stomped on his accelerator. Jean leaned back as the cool evening breeze scattered her short hair. “The trophy will be ours!”

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him a towel before informing him that the staff would be leaving. This had been how the Roydens ran their

study with his phone in hand. Gigi sent him a voice message and some

care of myself in my confinement period. I just had some nutritious food. When will

on about the child, but she has never

to meet her, and he was a stickler about not changing his decision, especially since he decided to

slumped into his sofa and shut his eyes to rest, but all he saw was

the television to watch the preliminary competition. I’m sure that

had predicted, there was a rerun of the competition. However, he had eyes for Ben’s

the car leapt out of the car, he watched Jean and Ben high-five each other. HIs eyes raked all over her face and her body, and he was astounded that he had never seen such

she never tell me anything about her experience in racing? Based on her performance, she must have invested a lot of time into learning the craft

Eyer! They never wear their emotions