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?

wasn’t a surprise that

Susan had no intention of calling Edgar, she pulled out her phone

at the doorway

Edgar observed them stonily.

sniffled. “They were bullying me together. Even

his

stared back at

wondering the same

everyone knows about our relationship.

He was already worn

the moment he arrived home,

explain it to you later.” He didn’t answer her directly. He dragged his feet through the kitchen, and

The show was over.

her

“Ms. Eyer, do you want to

“Never mind. I’m

want to stay in his villa with this

to take her clothes and

door closed, Edgar forced himself into the

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

have anything to

true that she felt

after having Susan’s cooking, she felt much better as her

couldn’t reach

outside the room. “Edgar, where

wall, but it wasn’t as cold as she thought it would

between

“Let

tomorrow,” he

right outside the door.

his lips on hers before

locked her lips deeply, leaving

She felt dizzy and lost

struggled, almost

no intention of letting

voice, “Bastard,” and forcefully

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

“You!”