Edgar and His Destined Wife

Chapter 254 Charity

“No one!” Edgar laughed in spite of himself. “Since you said that, I won’t let you leave tonight.” “Edgar, you have no right to restrict my personal freedom.”

Edgar turned away and didn’t say anything. The air dropped. Jean noticed something unimaginable when the car arrived at the old Eyer Residence. “What are these people moving?”

There were dozens of workers moving furniture in. There were servants cleaning the window ledges, and they had cleared half the weeds in the yard.

Edgar didn’t answer her directly. He asked coldly, “You’ve been staying like this for the past few days?” Jean didn’t want to answer him. She pushed the car door open and walked into the house.

“Everyone, stop. I don’t need…”

Before she could finish, she was flustered by the furniture before her. The color of the curtains, the arrangement of the couches, and the carpets… everything was how the Eyer Residence used to be.

Jean stood there, as if she were in another lifetime.

After a long time, she wiped away the tears in the corner of her eyes. She looked at Edgar while sneering. “There’s no point in doing all of this now. Even if you buy identical furniture, this is no longer the Eyer Residence of the past!”

“It’s not just identical.”

After he said that, Jean’s pupils shook as if there were an earthquake.

She ran to the other end of the couch and tore off the covers. Seeing the scratches on it, she was shocked.

These were from the Eyer Residence!

After the Eyer family collapsed, she was forced to repay her debts by selling her inheritance from her dad.

Her tears were like overturning seas and rivers. They surged and flowed violently.

Her hands trembled as she stroked the grain and lines of the furniture. She couldn’t move her feet forward.

“Also…” He walked to Jean and extended his hand. “Come with me.”

Jean wiped her tears away with force. She gritted her teeth as she stood up. “I don’t need it. Please move all of it away.”

She didn’t need his charity, nor did she need this kind of apology.

She wanted to hate him.

Only this way could she forget the horrible marriage and the feelings she shouldn’t be having.

But he kept making up for it and questioning her. She really didn’t know how she should face him.

looked down

unprecedented patience, he said, “Brigid is

Brigid?

up with eyes full of

upstairs hurriedly. When she pushed the door open, she saw

filled with emotion.

was no longer the Mrs. Royden of the

was in trouble, Jean couldn’t even keep her house. She had to give

had served in the Eyer Residence for more than ten

to prison,

must come back. Ms.

Jean’s hand slowly tightened.

I have something

definitely clean everything

down the stairs one step at a time. She walked to the man who was standing in the

cold appearance was as if it was his first time in the Eyer Residence. Jean looked at

of time,

what in the

her voice, he turned. His gaze was dark and boundlessly deep. “I’m trying to make it up to

wanted to restore the Eyer

difficult it was, he

my dad come to life. I’ll write off everything that has happened in the past

Edgar suddenly frowned.

“Jean, that’s impossible.”

Jean sneered. She pointed to the things in the house. “My dad is gone, and the Eyer

When I see it, I don’t feel happy. Instead, I feel like I’m just a pawn in your hands from the start until the finish. When you’re happy, you can return the Eyer Residence to me. When you’re unhappy, you can just wave your hands and

the bane of my existence. I hate

to look at him any longer.

the entrance, she was stopped by

“Let her go.”

voice came

bodyguards let her

the old Eyer Residence has now become an item

grounds could he control her life

the resentfulness that she had suppressed in her heart with difficulty engulfed

down the road. She didn’t know that there was a figure not far behind her that was following her. She got into Jensen’s car when she reached the

rang, and

Residence back?” Nathan received a call from the warehouse. He was astonished. “Have you decided to tell Jean what happened back then? I’ve said it before. Tell her

“It’s impossible.”