Edgar and His Destined Wife

Chapter 32 Marry Me, Jean!

“What’s that?!” Suddenly, the announcer yelped as a car burst forth from the dusty paths.

“The Dark Horse lives! Look at it gallop! This is the highlight of the competition. No! This is the highlight of the season! Watch them overcome this dead-end road! The Dark Horse has conquered both the lands and the hills!”

How did they manage to overcome this dead-end path?

Edgar stared at the car on the screen. Despite the wonky back tires and the terrible dents on the body of the car, the Dark Horse burst through the final line as the winner, earning a deafening cheer from the crowd.

The cold look in Edgar’s eyes melted away as he stared at the screen.

Stumbling back to his seat, he raised his head and growled. “Did you ask me to award them just now?”

Mr. Lane turned to Edgar, awestruck flushing his cheeks. “Yes, if that pleases you.”

Ben and Jean removed their helmets at the ending line as they drank the cheers of the crowd around them.

“We won!” Ben yelled as his team crowded around him and Jean, embracing them in relief and joy.

“Ben, you nearly gave us a heart attack!”

“Are you alright, Jean? Your brains and his brawn are so compatible!”

out a cackle and gave Jean a one-handed hug around her shoulder. “I’ll go through the fire

around in anger, but she was quickly distracted by a tall figure within

he send Jonathan because he was afraid that I would win? Such a despicable

They would have died even if they

imagine what would happen if she was not with Ben,

was due to Jonathan and Brad’s malicious actions! And perhaps, they were spurred

as he

interrupted him before he could explain his actions. “Tell Edgar not to drag other people into our bad

helmet off as she stomped

her, only for both of

aside, knowing that

towards her partner only to see a scrape on his forehead and

she

and looked down. Steeling his resolve, he grabbed her

Jean nodded.

he rummaged through the pockets in his pants.”Congratulations, Mr. Ludwig.”

Jean’s

melted away momentarily as he suddenly saw Ben grasping her wrists. “I didn’t expect the competition to

men. “I’m sorry

much to me. If

trying to rile