Edgar and His Destined Wife

Chapter 151 Why Was She Allowed There

She hadn’t stayed at Edgar’s villa, although she was his wife. Why was Jean allowed there?

From the way Jean acted and dressed, it was obvious that she had been there for a while. They might have even slept on the same bed.

“Seducing my man when I’m pregnant. I’ll kill you today.”

However, Gigi had missed an essential point in her fury.

Jean wouldn’t be living there if Edgar hadn’t given his permission.

A strict man like him wouldn’t let Jean live in the villa on her own. Even the maid that was sent to her wasn’t a random person.

Before Gigi could reach Jean, she was blocked by Susan with a bowl of soup from the kitchen.

Splash!

The soup spilled all over Gigi.

“Aargh!”

She cried out, fuming. “What are you doing? Do you know how much this dress costs? And if you burn my baby, you’ll…”

An idea crossed her mind. She fell to the floor, clutching her stomach.

“Ouch, my stomach! My stomach hurts! Edgar, call Edgar now!”

Why couldn’t she live there when Jean could?

Helplessly, Susan watched her squirm on the floor and shook her head. “Ms. Reece, the soup was lukewarm. It wouldn’t have burned you.”

Gigi paled but refused to budge. “Is it really lukewarm? I think it was burning hot! I don’t feel well. My stomach is aching. Call Edgar immediately!”

“This…” Susan hesitated. “Ms. Reece, why don’t you get up first? You’re putting me in a difficult position since Mr. Royden hasn’t given his permission.”

Gigi stayed sitting on the floor, bawling her eyes out.

The way she acted was no different from a spoiled child.

Jean munched on the fruits while deep in thought. What is it that Edgar likes about her? Does he like how she flaunts? Or is it her spoiled personality?

it wasn’t a surprise that their marriage

intention of calling Edgar, she pulled out her phone

figure appeared at the doorway to

Edgar observed them stonily.

Gigi sniffled. “They were bullying me together. Even your maid doesn’t take me seriously. And why is

his eyes

stared back at

was wondering

but everyone knows

a fuss. He frowned. He was already worn out from

home, Gigi was there complaining. It

to you later.” He didn’t answer her directly. He dragged his feet through the kitchen, and Gigi followed him up

The show was over.

her

do you want to have

mind. I’m going

didn’t want to stay in

upstairs to take her

closed, Edgar forced himself into the room. His

tomorrow.” His low voice was hoarse. It seemed that he didn’t get

don’t have anything to

she

after having Susan’s cooking, she felt much better

couldn’t reach the

the room. “Edgar,

against the wall, but it wasn’t as cold as she thought it

cushioned between her and the

“Let me

tomorrow,”

the door. You’re asking me to

his lips on hers before she could finish

deeply, leaving

only recovered her energy. She felt dizzy and

struggled, almost

no intention

a muffled voice, “Bastard,” and forcefully bit his

of blood filled his mouth. Yet he held her tightly in his embrace. “If you leave now, I’ll let everyone in Yorktown

“You!”