Edgar and His Destined Wife

Chapter 398 At That Moment, He Understood Her

Ben lost his mind for a moment. He clearly knew that Jean had been avoiding her feelings for Edgar. “Mr. Ludwig, it’s time to go.” His assistant behind him reminded him.

Ben immediately moved his long legs. “Dennis, arrange everything as soon as possible. I want to go back.” He was worried.

On the other end, Jean hadn’t hung up out of rage, but because the doorbell rang. She was very surprised by the visitor. It was Edgar.

She didn’t want to open the door. She looked at the surveillance screen for quite some time before she pressed to open the door with her uninjured hand.

When they made eye contact, the disinfectant scent on the man was still very strong. Jean couldn’t help but roll her eyes at him. “Why didn’t you stay in the hospital? Why are you here? Is there paparazzi outside?”

Seeing her with her guard up, Edgar strode into the house with his long legs. “I have people on guard. There are no paparazzi.” She was half-believing. She intentionally went out to take a look.

The man’s long arms reached out and pulled the collar of her outfit. “It’s cold outside. Don’t catch a cold.” A few simple words were like feathers brushing lightly across her heart. There was a tingling feeling.

She quickly came to her senses and stepped aside. “Is something wrong?”

Her vigilance was clearly shown on her face. She didn’t hide it at all.

Edgar glanced into the living room. There was a desk that looked like a workbench in place of the coffee table. The desk and the floor were filled with messy design drafts.

It was messy. There was almost nowhere to walk in the house.

The man’s cold eyes looked at Jean. “You’re not trying to start a design company, are you? What are you doing now? Are you being carried away by a whim?”

And he had thought of so many ways to help her.

end, she only had a brief period of enthusiasm. What

his interrogative tone that instantly put Jean in a bad mood. “Firstly, we have been divorced for a long time, and we’ve parted ways. You have no right to tell me what to do. Secondly, I didn’t invite you here.

the workbench. She was going to ignore

The air calmed down.

suddenly pulled

back, and she felt pain in her wrist. She was bewildered as the man’s deep voice was in her ears. “Why

was exactly like

her with one hand, and his other hand took out a first aid kit from beside the mirror of the backdoor like it was the most natural

“How did you know…”

had instructed his people to keep the

all of a sudden, and she wrinkled her

palm as he gently put on a

sharply. “Stay

Jean was dumbfounded.

that Edgar must never have done housework in the past. His actions were very awkward as he bent down

cut his hand with a paper cutter

his face was cold all along, and Jean didn’t want to talk to

that for a

there wasn’t much to clear, and there were faint beads of perspiration in the corner of

in some effort, Jean

hadn’t asked him to do

was leaning back on the couch. She could tell that his complexion

tell me you’re exhausted just by doing