Edgar and His Destined Wife

Chapter 62 Die Together

Jean sat in the car silently. She looked at her phone and glanced out of the windows several times before asking nonchalantly, “Aren’t we there yet?”

Ally quickly replied, “I think we are almost there. I’m not familiar with the region around here. Let me look at the map – oh no, I forgot to bring my phone with me.” “I see.” Jean passed her phone over. “You can use mine.”

“Can I? Can you tell me your passcode then?” Ally asked innocently. “There’s no passcode at all.” Jean cocked her head toward the window. “Just go ahead and use it to check our location. Let me know once we’ve arrived.”

“Sure. Just take a good rest while I handle this.” Ally smiled widely. As soon as Jean closed her eyes, she immediately unlocked the phone.

Around ten minutes later, with several stops in between, Jean mumbled, “We should almost be there, right?”

She opened her eyes after that, but she realized that only she and the driver was left in the car. Ally had disappeared with her phone and her bag.

“Tsk, tsk, tsk! How was she brought up by the Sans family? So what if she’s highly educated? She’s still an idiot after all.”

She turned around and gazed at the darkened surroundings. It was late evening now, and mist started to seep into the air around her. For a foreign traveler, it was easy for her to lose her way.

Ally must have thought that I can’t speak the local language, so she took my phone away and bribed the driver and some fighters. Unfortunately, I’m Jean – I’m not an idiot like her.

“Hey, send me back,” she instructed in French, sounding like a native speaker.

As she once prepared to study abroad at this place, she had learned the language here. Unexpectedly, it came handy on this day.

The driver froze for a brief moment after hearing her voice, but he quickly swore and slammed his foot on the accelerator pedal.

This is my turf, and she is just a weak woman. What can she do to me?

Thinking about the money he was about to get, and Jean’s beautiful face and body, the driver became even more excited.

his throat. It was not just a mere threat from Jean; she slid the knife

the

me back to the hotel.

mirror and saw her vacant, cold eyes.

“Let go–”

opened his mouth, she pressed the blade closer to his throat. With a cold chuckle, she warned, “You’d better not play any tricks

he forfeited his thoughts of getting

just two turns away from the hotel, Jean asked him to call

his neck, he begged her fearfully, “Can you let me go

better pray that Ally comes out soon. Once she enters

as though she was not afraid that he might die in

his eyes in agony and held on until Ally entered the car. It was only then that he got

die in front of

against the chair. As soon as Ally got into the car, he immediately jumped out and hailed a cab

Ally could not make out the

her question in French

Jean holding the driver’s

“Aaah!”

out of the car, and almost got

of ruthlessness on her

must have misunderstood the situation! Jean, I also met a bad guy just now. It took me a great deal of effort

every word clearly enunciated, she asked, “How come you have

blade that she had used to hurt the driver into

did not dare to yelp in pain. Instead, she looked at Jean with great trepidation as she broke down into

way. I-I-I’m just envious of you and Ben’s relationship. Please forgive me just this once. I will never