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Edgar and His Destined Wife

Chapter 38
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Chapter 38 Why Are Both of You Together When It’s So Late?

Gigi Reece was frazzled as though she was caught in the act. In the blink of an eye, she hid her

cellphone behind her back and pointed at Jean Eyer in an unbelieving manner. “Edgar, it’s so late. Why

are you with her?”

After the wedding was postponed, this was the first time the two women were seeing each other.

Whenever she looked for Edgar Royden, Miles would tell her that Mr. Royden was busy.

A few hours earlier, the calls she made to Edgar Royden were rejected. But now, he and Jean Eyer

were actually at the same hotel. “Why are you here?” Edgar Royden swept his gaze over the bathrobe

on Gigi Reece.

The search of his eyes made Gigi Reece’s heart constrict. Jean Eyer didn’t understand what was going

on. She looked at them like she was watching a show. “But… but aren’t the both of you here together?”

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Gigi Reece’s face turned pale immediately. “Does it concern you?”

Jean Eyer shrugged. “You’re right. It’s none of my business, but didn’t your Reece Group interfere with

my family’s bankruptcy? Does that concern me?”

“You…” Gigi Reece clenched her nails tightly into a fist. “The tables will turn, we’ll see.”

Jean Eyer laughed, “It’s not early, I won’t disturb the both of you.” She promptly turned and went back

to her room. In the corridor, Edgar Royden held back his anger. Looking at the tightly shut door, he felt

more irritable.

When he turned around, he saw that Gigi Reece was clinging on to his body. He asked in a low voice,

“Why are you here?”

He had yet to let it go.

“I…” Gigi Reece paused for a moment and concocted a lie with an unchanging face. “Ever since that

day, mom and dad have been scolding me every day. I couldn’t take it anymore at home, so I snuck

out. Edgar, I really miss you. Please come in and stay with me for a while, alright?”

Edgar Royden was unmoving when faced with the woman’s imploring.

It wasn’t until Gigi Reece covered her lower abdomen with her hand. “The baby really misses you.”

The child was the only card she had left, and she had to play it well.

Sure enough, the man’s eyebrows moved slightly when she mentioned the baby.

“Stay with his mom for a while… Okay?” asked Gigi Reece, striking when the iron was hot.

She took Edgar Royden’s ice-cold palm, and with her dragging him, he took a few steps forward. Edgar

Royden’s gaze swept over every inch of the room. When he intuitively felt like there was no one else in

the room, he stepped into the VIP suite before sinking down into the couch.

“I brewed some tea. I’ll get you a cup.”

With her back facing Edgar Royden, Gigi Reece sent out a text message before she poured the tea.

‘He’s here. Don’t come up under any circumstance, it’ll be awful if we get caught!’

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She leaned over gently and squeezed the man’s shoulders. “Edgar, here.”

Edgar Royden sat on the couch and drank the tea in one gulp after looking at it.

Somehow, his heart was in a frenzy when he thought of Jean Eyer and Ben Ludwig in the same room.

Along with Gigi Reece’s fragrance, he had a splitting headache.

“Edgar, although I lied to you at first, the feelings I have for you aren’t fake. We even have a child

together. It’s all Jean Eyer’s fault. She was the one who appeared out of nowhere and disrupted our

plan. Dad said that we should have the wedding soon when I’m still not showing too much yet. We

can’t be the laughing stock of the other noble families in Yorktown.”

This was an idea that Sam Reece and Winnie Campbell came up with. The only way to protect the

child was to coax Edgar Royden to carry out the wedding.

She could then live out a good life for real.

Before she finished, she noticed that her hand on Edgar Royden’s shoulder had been pushed away.

“I don’t want to.” Those few words said flatly carried no hidden meaning.