Edgar and His Destined Wife

Chapter 127 The Heatless Woman

Edgar could send Gigi straight into prison if he were to pursue the matter. The Reece family could appoint any number of lawyers, but an attempted murder charge would be difficult to escape from.

Edgar shut his eyes slowly. “Keep this as a secret for now.” Jean opened her eyes as she lay on the hospital bed. She had an oxygen mask on but could hear clearly. Edgar Royden, are you protecting Gigi now?

Haven’t you hated things like this all this time?

Yet you let things go just because it’s her?

What about Ben?

He’s just an innocent victim. But now…

Tears flowed down her face. She grasped the bedsheets in her hands. That afternoon, Jean’s body had recovered. She polished off three bowls of congee and several buns in bed. Edgar watched her. “Are you not stuffed?”

He handed some tissue paper over, but she ignored him. He gave her a chilly look. “I carried you down here and paid for this room. How can you be this heartless, Jean?”

He stayed in the hospital for a few days. Although he wasn’t there for Ben, he carried out all his duties. Why is she making that unpleasant face now?

Jean laughed out of nowhere. Yet her eyes weren’t smiling. “Then I have to thank Mr. Royden for not letting me die in the corridors.”

“Why are you saying such horrible things!” He snatched her wrist.

When his eyes met hers, his heart thumped as if it had been struck.

Her usually fearless eyes were hollow.

She seemed to have gone through life and death. When Ben was unconscious about the possibility of the amputation, she still had thoughts and acted like a person.

But now, it was like the life was sucked out of her body.

Edgar held her wrist tighter but couldn’t seem to hold on to her.

“Do you really like him that much?” He asked in a low voice.

tightened even more. Jean

couldn’t remember how Edgar had

she remembered was the throbbing pain in every single joint after being thrown to

slammed the door behind him, Edgar said, “Ben will never accept you even when he’s

scraped the floor. She

like Ben. She just couldn’t

three hours later

at Jean as she

his bed. He lifted his hand toward her. “Are you

spilled from her eyes once

when he’s in such a

leave them alone to talk.” Farra stood up absentmindedly. It

the door. When she turned back and saw her son staring straight at Jean, she let out

door shut behind

smell of disinfectant filled

were throbbing with pain as the anesthesia had just worn off. But he smiled gently, knowing that Jean

“You…”

million times, I’ll do the same over and over again.” A determined look

do you remember, before the race started, I told you

“What is it

and held her hands. His fingers curled around hers. “I’m not agreeing to the engagement with

said without a moment’s rest as if he had been preparing

interrupt nor hide from him. She looked straight

looked at her,

if you are to

I don’t care about those.”

“Then, let’s plan a trip for after you’re discharged. You’ve always wanted to go

leave with

widened. “Did you agree? Am

door, she

wish to speak with you.” Mr.