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.

trash can. The others turned their heads,

disgrace. What’s

let you get away with this!” Ben led

too early. If I had a bit

eyes dulled. “Enough

was filled with worry. Jean looked away without a word. The next moment, she was pulled into his embrace. His heartbeat was loud in

miscarriage. Whatever may come next, I will cover for you. But you have to

sorry for the

breath. “There are so many reporters around. The news of you entering the ladies’ room might be spread

Ben’s expression relaxed.

“You…”

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

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

above the banquet hall. Her agent, Linda, and Mona, her friend, didn’t

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

left and knocked on the door. “Alright, Edgar’s here to see you now. I’ll leave first while you prepare yourself. I think he cares more for you.

broken vase lay around her feet. At the end of the corridor, Edgar was hurrying to the room. His gaze

wasn’t successful. He was going to work overtime that day.

Linda opened the door quickly, hoping he would comfort