Edgar and His Destined Wife

Chapter 33 The Answer

Ben Ludwig’s racing outfit was blowing in the wind. He only had the confidence to confess his feelings to Jean Eyer after he won first place.

Offstage, Sonny Kalzarc tossed his cap excitedly. “Attaboy, I knew you had feelings for her. In the future, our team will be an unbeatable team with an amazing couple!”

“Go get her, Ben Ludwig!” Everyone else started to chant, “Jean Eyer, say yes.”

Countless cameras were facing them, ready to immortalize the captivating moment. It must be so romantic to have the Goblet of Flames champion propose on stage. Nonetheless…

Jean Eyer wrinkled her brow. Her answer would humiliate Ben Ludwig. At this moment, the cheers slowly died down. Everyone realized the main character on the stage was silent. “Is she shy?”

“The Dark Horse is so handsome! I heard he comes from a good family. Why must he choose a divorcee?”

“Proposing right in front of her ex-husband, Mr. Ludwig must be provoking Edgar Royden on purpose!” The whispers grew louder.

Edgar Royden’s eyes intensified with anger at the commotion. He glared at Jean Eyer fiercely. It was as if he would mercilessly crush her the moment she accepted.

Ludwig held out a diamond ring. Slowly and solemnly, he said, “Jean Eyer, I know the past few years have been very painful for

from the audience, “Say

said yes, she didn’t have to worry about the Eyer Group’s debts. She could safely and peacefully live out the

However…

glanced at the figure by her side. The intense gaze enveloped her. Edgar Royden, who had been staring at her from the side, felt a strange rush of envy that

face was cold as he tapped his wristwatch behind

in charge, “Mr. Royden has other schedules. Please finish the prize-giving ceremony

of course, definitely!” Mr. Lane hurriedly gave orders to his subordinates. At this point, Ben Ludwig was so nervous that his

long as she accepted, he wouldn’t even hesitate to go up against the Royden

of her neck. It revealed a pair of eyes that was empty on the inside but smiling on the outside. “Stop playing, Ben Ludwig. You bought this at the

into everyone’s ears through the microphone. It can’t be, was this just a

Ben Ludwig up with slight force. She conveniently took the diamond ring

although the Ludwig Group was no match for Edgar Royden, they were still

no spark between her and Ben

a chance to explain. She smiled and stuffed the diamond ring back into the pocket of Ben Ludwig’s racing outfit. “Alright, everyone’s time is precious, so let’s carry on with the