Edgar and His Destined Wife

Chapter 42 A Suffocating Pain

Gigi stared blankly. She was only going to intimidate Jean. But now she was helpless in Jean’s hand.

“I don’t have much tolerance. I’ve always believed in an eye for an eye. I lost my child because of you all. It’s only right if you were to receive what I did back then, no?”

Jean smiled sweetly, yet her gaze was hair-raising. “I will gladly enjoy watching Edgar lose his mind.” “Don’t be foolish now. Whatever grudge between the two of you has nothing to do with the innocent child!”

Jean stared and muttered, “That’s true. The child is innocent.” What about the child she lost?

Did anyone care at the time?

“No, don’t come near me! Help! Is there anyone around!” Gigi shrieked in a panic. She took a few steps back and lost her footing, falling onto the toilet bowl.

Her dress was soaked through. Jean continued walking towards her, staring coldly at Gigi’s pale face.

“NO!” Gigi’s loud scream could be heard outside the ladies’ room. Ben, who was waiting outside the door, finally went in and pulled Jean away.

At the same time, some guests heard a scream from the toilet and saw Ben leading Jean away, leaving a person sobbing in the toilet.

They peeked inside.

Gigi sat on the toilet seat looking like a drowned rat. She was drenched and a revolting stench came from her. But the highlight was the used toilet brush tied on her head.

others turned their heads, repulsed at the sight. “How does a lady turn into such a sight? What

a disgrace.

with anger. “Jean, you fox. I won’t let you get away with

in too early. If I had a bit more

dulled.

worry. Jean looked away without a word. The next moment, she was pulled into

a miscarriage. Whatever may come next, I will

for the

“There are so many reporters around. The news of you entering the ladies’ room might be spread throughout the city. Your reputation will

Ben’s expression relaxed.

“You…”

was heading toward them. “Let’s go. You didn’t even get to eat much earlier.

mentioned more food, Jean hesitated before following him. Half an hour

had changed into fresh clothes in a room above the banquet hall. Her agent, Linda, and Mona, her friend, didn’t dare to enter as Gigi smashed the things in the

when it finally rang. She answered it immediately. “Hello? Yes, I’ll head down right now

on the door. “Alright, Edgar’s here to see you now. I’ll leave first while you prepare yourself. I think

who was cursing at Jean, stopped and stared around her. Fragments of a broken vase lay around her feet. At the end of the corridor, Edgar was hurrying to the room. His gaze was especially

conference of Project S with the overseas partner wasn’t successful. He was going to work overtime that day. But when Gigi kept calling him, he couldn’t

the door quickly, hoping he would comfort the spoiled woman. He entered the