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!”

one-handed hug around her shoulder. “I’ll

in anger, but she was quickly distracted

send Jonathan because he was afraid that I would win?

in disgust. They would have died even if

what would happen if she was not with Ben, whom she had been working with

through the narrow path was due to Jonathan and Brad’s malicious actions! And

arm as he strode

explain his actions. “Tell Edgar not to drag other people into our

her helmet off as she

only for both of them to meet Edgar and

he pulled her aside, knowing that he had one chance

towards her partner only to see a scrape

she was in his

looked down. Steeling his resolve, he grabbed her

Jean nodded.

Ben began as he rummaged through the pockets

prideful as royalty. Addressing Edgar, his intention was to grab Jean’s attention. His

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

stepped between the men. “I’m sorry to disappoint you, but we won!

me. If

trying to rile us