Edgar and His Destined Wife

Chapter 233 Pain

Jean was back to normal when the nurse pushed her outside. With the way she looked and acted, it appeared she

had not recovered. Edgar put down the phone and turned towards the nurse. “How’s her condition?”

“Ms. Eyer still hasn’t responded to the treatment. Her situation can only be confirmed after the report is released

for Mr. Meyer to read it.”

“Okay, thank you.” After Edgar finished speaking, he frowned as if being bothered by something. Jean glanced at

him and slowly closed her eyes.

Something was wrong. Did Edgar realize that I had recovered my hearing? Why didn’t he expose me? “Miles,

postpone all my meetings. I will not return for the time being.”

Edgar made an unreserved phone call in front of Jean “About Andy, please wait till later. Keep working on the

partnership with Eyer Group. As for Zenith Rocher…”

With his phone in hand, he left the ward. Why did he leave now?!

Jean quickly looked in the direction of the door and tiptoed out of bed. She was just about to open the door to look

outside. Suddenly, a deep voice spoke above her: “You really have the nerve. How dare you lie to me.”

“…”

Jean froze. She calculated the many possibilities this could entail and finally spoke, “Move.” Edgar held his ground.

He did the opposite and grabbed her by the elbow.

With force, he pulled Jean inside the ward. “It hurts!” The moment Jean exclaimed her discomfort, Edgar leaned in

and kissed her. Her words were interjected by his lips.

“You brute!” With both hands and feet, she kicked him vigorously for release. Edgar did not show any intent of

releasing her. He pinned her against the wall.

Jean could feel the cold surface on the small of her back. “Tell me, do you find pleasure in lying to me?” Edgar

stared at her with a cruel look. He smiled out of amusement. Jean caught her breath and gazed back at the man.

“Do you wish to continue your little games?” Edgar held her neck and sneered. “I think you overestimate Ben’s

intellect. Let’s see how long this lying habit of yours will last when the Ludwig family is on the line. The Royden

family will take great pleasure in taking out an easy competition.”

“Edgar, you are completely insane,” spat Jean. The icy look between Edgar’s brows and gaze grew a little less when

she eventually submitted.

He softened the grip around her neck. Fortunately, he had guessed right. Stoicism from her earlier days won’t be

an issue at all as long as she regained her hearing.

He suddenly became conscious of his fear. In comparison to losing her, he was more concerned about her being

permanently harmed. But, he was unable to share this notion with anyone.

Nobody would believe him if said it anyways. He was shoved away firmly by Jean, who said angrily, “I’m to blame! I

told him to do all this!” Edgar was heartbroken by the way she consistently defended Ben. Edgar threatened her

with a scowl, “And what if I intend to bankrupt the Ludwigs? What if I plan to ruin Ben?”

Jean clenched her hands. She knew of Edgar’s capabilities. It wasn’t in his blood to joke about things. He was a

decisive man.

“You wouldn’t.” “Because this is a quarrel between you and me. Do you wish to involve others?” Jean dropped her

head with a helpless look. The man suddenly sneered. “Then why did you provoke Gigi repeatedly? Don’t tell me

you’re the jealous type?”

He walked in front of her and lifted her wrists. Jean was compelled to look at him.

“You should be aware that Gigi is the one bothering me with the intention to murder. If not, I wouldn’t entertain a

person who doesn’t have the guts to finish what she started.” With a snarl, Jean added, “She deserved it.”

“Jean, you are fine.” Edgar met her gaze. With a cold voice, he threatened, “I’ll go back to Westburgh tomorrow.

You’ll then know what happens when someone lies to me.”

She’s unaware of the damage she had done. If Edgar hadn’t contained his rage, he truly had no idea what he would

have done. How dared she lie to him while defending another man’s name.

The fury in his hard gaze slowly faded. He slammed the door and left. At least Jean had recovered her hearing. Jean

tossed and turned restlessly all night. She was aware that she had truly wronged Edgar this time.

She stabbed Royden Group in the back in addition to failing to complete her tiresome objectives. She had secretly

spread information, given Ben access to the business information she had spent a substantial sum of money to

obtain, in an effort to make Royden Group’s staff distrust Edgar.

Edgar actually did take her abroad for treatment, which added to the proof that the stories were true. Since they

were just concerned with their own financial gain, they would stop at nothing to destroy Edgar, and even allow Andy

Shaw to take Edgar’s position.

With this little ploy, Jean reasoned from the outset that it would be hard to really undermine Edgar’s standing within

the Royden Group, but she could wait—over, and over if she had to.

Royden Group would eventually break apart due to mistrust between employees. She would destroy Royden Group

at that point. It’s too soon to make that declaration.

Jean witnessed Edgar taking the medication first-hand as they flew home. “Don’t play games with me. If I catch you

again, I won’t spare you,” the man said as he cast a cold gaze at her.

Jean murmured something under her breath. Only experiencing a headache, Edgar scowled and turned his head

away. He could only put up with it when his old issue flared up.

Jean’s eyelashes fluttered as she studied his tortured profile. Was there anyone in this world who was more cruel to

her than Edgar?

He knew I didn’t like planes yet keeps taking me on them. Was it for money?

No, he was no longer short of money. Additionally, given Royden Group’s current situation, Edgar didn’t necessarily

need to handle a lot of things on his own.

Jean buried her face in the covers. She couldn’t get into this man’s head. When the plane entered the stratosphere,

Jean slowly closed her eyes and promptly fell asleep. Suddenly, a violent jolt woke her up.

There was a commotion in the economy class toward the back, with people screaming and children crying. The

flight attendants were doing all they could to persuade the passengers to calm down.

The couple on Jean’s left hugged each other tightly. “Oh, Lord! Save me!”

‘Boom!’ The plane appeared to have collided with something. Jean adjusted her seat belt unconsciously. The only

person she knew at her side at the time was Edgar.

When she turned around, the man just turned his head to stare at her. “Keep calm.” He just simply vomited out

phrases like that. “That’s a shame,” Jean scoffed flatly, “I hope this would become an accident so I don’t have to

work hard to get back at you.”

“You want me to die that much?” Edgar’s thoughts fell, and his tone was filled with dread. Would she not hesitate,

even if it meant risking her own life?

His heart sank. “What must I do specifically to lessen your level of hatred for me?”