Edgar and His Destined Wife

Chapter 170 Unforgiven

Winnie was not having any of it. She tugged on Jean’s arm and continued to pester her, “Jeannie, let’s talk this

through among ourselves, don’t go in there, you’ll ruin my life.”

Jean glanced at her coldly as she squeezed the words through her lips, “You should’ve seen this coming when you

decided to work with Gigi and did all the unthinkable to my family.” “The Eyers?”

Winnie’s heart sank, and she struggled to put together a response. “Get away from me, or I will make you suffer.”

Jean stormed into the room. Hearing the clamoring that was happening downstairs, Sam asked with a frown,

“What’s happening?”

He had hardly finished speaking his mind when Jean had slammed the door open and entered the room alone.

Darkness came over his face. “Where do you think this is? Guards, throw her out!”

Jean stared at her coolly, “Mr. Reece, Quinn Snow let me in.” As soon as he heard his lover’s name, Sam’s body was

covered in goosebumps, and he could no longer keep his poise.

Jean, on the other hand, was calm as ever. “Come in.”

Winnie entered the room only to catch sight of Jean and Sam entering the study room. Her heart skipped a beat,

and she hurriedly reached for her phone to make a call to Gigi. Gigi was rehearsing for the next shot, and she was

fussed by the interruption. “What the h3ll do you want?!”

“Jean’s here at home, hurry, you need to come back.”

“What?!”

Gigi gaped her eyes and jumped to her feet. What has Andy been doing? Didn’t he tell her to wait for his good

news? D@mn it, to think that I spent the night with him. Gigi felt as if she had been scammed.

She quickly left the studio and headed home. On the way, she tried to reach her father, but he did not answer any

of her calls.

Gigi was flustered. She felt pain radiating from her tummy and started sweating bullets. When she arrived home,

she needed someone’s help to find her balance.

“Make a call to Edgar, tell him that I’m experiencing tummy pain and get him to come here as soon as possible.”

“Sure, right away.” Winnie responded without hesitation. In her eyes, they still had the upper hand. Jean was

nothing but a pipsqueak to them, and the biggest chip she had was her connection to the Ludwigs.

Winnie had figured it out in her head – the Ludwigs were no match to the joint venture between the Roydens and

the Reeces. They waited at the lounge for a long moment, but nobody had left the study.

Besides, there seemed to have no sound coming from the room. “What is she doing with my dad in there?! If she

ever does the unthinkable with him, I will make her pay.” Gigi muttered grudgingly.

Then, the door was opened. Jean stood by the stairs on the second floor and scoffed, “Don’t you worry, Miss Reece,

unlike you, I’m not so ignorant, and I don’t put a price tag on my body.” “You…”

Gigi could not move. Any movements would worsen the pain in her tummy. Jean then walked down the stairs with

an apathetic look. Following behind her was Sam, who looked furious.

“Miss Eyer, please wait.” An idea seemed to have dawned on Sam as he pointed at Gigi, “Apologize to Miss Eyer,

right now!” Gigi gawked her eyes at him, “Dad, what are you talking about?!”

“You’ve publicly shamed her multiple times, just because I didn’t do anything doesn’t mean that I know nothing,

apologize, now!” Sam roared across the stairs commandingly.

Gigi refused to succumb to his loud voice. “Why would I do that? She is the one who’s been seducing Edgar with her

pretty face, I didn’t do anything wrong.” Gigi bit her lips and started throwing a fit.

“Edgar? All you ever think about is that @sshole. You work all day, all night, even when you’re pregnant, and what is

he doing for you?! Let me tell you, I will not agree to your marriage! You’re going to the hospital tomorrow and

getting an abortion.”

Sam yelled at the top of his lungs, leaving no room for negotiation. Winnie was dumbfounded as she looked at Jean

astonishedly. She was scratching her head, wondering what she could have done to instigate a fight between Sam

and Gigi.

Sam fumed when he saw tears streaming down Gigi’s cheeks. He slapped her across the face, “Do you want us to

end up like the Eyers?”

Gigi covered her face and started wailing on the ground.

Winnie was shaken by everything that just happened. It took her a few seconds to come back to her senses, and

she hurried over to help Gigi up. “Sam, Gigi’s pregnant, it’s normal for her to be acting up a little. Don’t take it to

heart, alright?”

“She’s spoiled our reputation by getting pregnant before marriage, she deserved what she got!” Sam shouted with

bloodshot eyes.

In the past, he would spread the news ostentatiously, thinking that he would soon become Edgar’s father-in-law.

But Jean’s words had reminded him how big of a mistake it was.

She had a point. If the Royden Group had not stolen all the Eyer’s wealth, they would never have grown to what

they were today – at least not that quickly.

And since Gigi and Edgar’s wedding, the revenue of the Reeces dropped significantly.

Besides, he somehow got involved in the accident with the Jacksons, and the culprit had yet to be found.

For that reason, the Royden Group had distanced themselves from him.

What if Edgar was behind all of these?

Everything started making sense to Sam, and Jean showed up with evidence – the auction record of the land in the

west of town.

The record showed that Edgar’s final price only beat the Reeces by a mere ten thousand!

At this point, Sam had known all he needed to know.

Jean stood in the middle of the lounge area to watch the drama unfold. She smirked, “It seems like you have

personal business to take care of, I shall excuse myself then, Mr. Reece.”

Gigi sobbed unceasingly, and it did not help soothe Sam’s anger.

He nodded his head in response to Jean.

Alas, the moment Jean walked out of the house, she saw Edgar coming in her direction.

They exchanged looks. Jean had a faint smile on her face as if she was rubbing it in his face. She admitted that she

did not have the capability to uproot the Royden Group, but she was adamant about making Edgar’s life a living

h3ll, bit by bit, little by little.

“What are you doing here?” He asked with a frown, and something quickly dawned on him.

He threw his sharp gaze at the living room but, to Jean’s surprise, forewent the idea of entering the house.

“Come with me.”

He seized Jean’s wrist with furrowed brows. “You’re still injured, why aren’t you resting right now?”

Like a puppet, Jean was dragged forward as she asked, feeling like she was floating in the air, “Aren’t you going to

check on your fiancée?”

He ignored what she had to say.

Jean decided to push further, “Edgar, you cold-blooded monster, are you seriously leaving your pregnant fiancée

behind?”

“Jean, enough.”

He chose not to stay at the villa so she could have some space to herself while Susan took care of her, not so she

could run around town making trouble.

Definitely not so she could come to the Reeces’ home and cause a stir.

Edgar clasped her by the arm and somehow squeezed her into the car.

“From now onwards, you are not to leave my sight until your arm is recovered.”

He got into the car and slammed the door close.

“Are you trying to make it up to me right now?” Jean chose to confront him to his face instead of beating around

the bush, “Edgar Royden, quit daydreaming, I will never forgive you even if you reach the ends of the earth for

me.”

Besides, that was not possible in her eyes.

He was nothing but a selfish being, and everything he did was for the benefit of his own.

Jean glared at him; eyes filled with indifference.