Edgar and His Destined Wife

Edgar And His Destined Wife Chapter 422

“Forget it.Come out of there.”

He was halted by Jean.

After all, this was her house.

She would feel nervous seeing him go around here freely.She dislikes having expectations she shouldn’t have in her

head.

Edgar raised his eyebrows.He didn’t say much and walked towards the door.

“I don’t want to eat too much tonight.Soup is preferable”

The only thing in front of Edgar ten minutes later was a cup of mushroom soup.

The man smiled helplessly, “Is this all you have in your pantry?”

Jean rolled her eyes, “Back off, buddy.I have been participating in competitions for the past week, so I don’t have

the luxury to be at home.”

Before leaving, she cleaned out the refrigerator at home.She could not squander food carelessly because of her

current circumstances.

Edgar was startled.He cast her a somber look and remained silent.

The man picked up his utensils and ate quietly.

Jean finished some crackers as they both ate.She had just recently warmed up, but she still felt her extremities

were clammy.She saw that the man sitting across from her hadn’t finished his dinner and didn’t seem very hungry

either.

Was it just to let her eat? She sprang up as soon as this odd idea struck her, reciting the image of the inquiry

chamber.

It immediately rushed into her memory.

People watching at that moment.

Jean’s cheeks instantly began to burn.She abruptly rose and walked into the kitchen with the cutlery to wash.

Clearly too hot.She was doing the dishes when she overheard a man’s sporadic voice on the phone outside.

Jean decided to clean the spoons instead of listening.

Edgar brought the quilt from the guest room and put it out right on the sofa.He doesn’t exactly fit the sofa.He could

tumble to the ground.

She asked casually, “You want to sleep here?”

Unexpectedly, the man turned to glance across, and his deep eyes caught a glimpse of her physique.

He murmured, “There is no bed in the guest room, so you want to sleep with me? I’m not against it.”

“Good night.”

Jean shut him down and went upstairs.

The woman internally cursed him.

What a bold brat.

And Edgar pushed the quilt aside and sat down quietly.

The man breathed a sigh of relief.

The tired man relaxed in his makeshift bed.

Reaching into his trouser pocket, he took out Jean’s cell phone.She didn’t pay attention just now and left her mobile

phone in the car.

He brought it in, afraid that she would see the messy news on the Internet, so he would clamor for supper.He

wasn’t hungry.

Just worried about her.

When he rushed to the police station, he felt hopeful.

Fortunately, those people wanted to blame her instead of leaving any wounds on her body.

If it was her who was injured at this time, he really didn’t know what he would do.

Perhaps, it was possible to destroy the Summer family.

In the dead of night.He answered Ben’s call and walked to the window.

“Yes, I’m at Eyer’s house.I won’t be leaving tonight.”

Ben paused for a moment before opening his mouth, “It’s fine.In case anything happens again, I’ve already

inquired.That Layla Taylor is fine, but she refused to say anything after she woke up.”

Edgar’s eyes darkened, “After dawn, I will send someone there, and I will let her speak.”

“That little…”

“I can’t just abandon her for even a half-step.”

The following morning, Jean expected the cops to arrive early, but there was absolutely no action.She searched the

entire home for her cell phone in vain.

“Did you see my phone?”

She looked at the man who was seated on the sofa and posed this query.

However, as she stated that, his gorgeous and icy visage lacked any unnecessary expression.

“No”

“That’s weird.”

She must have returned the phone because she spoke with Ben on the phone yesterday.

Where did I place it in?

“What’s for breakfast?”

Edgar suddenly asked back.

He added, “I’m hungry”

Jean grumbled.She was increasingly frustrated as she searched for something and couldn’t find it.

At this point, Edgar insisted on arguing with her.

“You can order takeout yourself.”

“What about you?”

“I’m not hungry!”

Jean kept going back to the bedroom.She dug about through drawers and boxes.She kept looking, but something

wasn’t right, she thought.She sprang open the door and yelled at the man below, “Did you hide my phone? Are you

awake?”

There was no one else but him.

Edgar smiled and shook his head.

“It wasn’t you?”

“I have no reason to do this.”

Jean saw his emotionless expression and did not suspect him further.He took out his own mobile phone and dialed

for Miles’ number, “Bring breakfast for two.”

They were presented with two scrumptious meals in less than twenty minutes.

Almost thinking Miles had already cooked it, Jean sent someone over to take his order.

She lowered her head and took a few mouthfuls of pancakes, muttering, “Is there really no news from the police?”

Ordinarily, the investigation of this case should not be difficult.

“I don’t know” Edgar said.

He went back to shoveling the breakfast with a fork.

“Then I’ll have to pay them a visit.”

Jean wasn’t happy with his lack of concern.He made no effort to challenge or stop her.

The idea disturbed Jean.She got dressed to leave after breakfast.But with the automobile keys in his fingers, Edgar

was standing at the entrance, ready to greet her.He acted as though he was worried Jean would decline to follow

him,”I have to make sure you won’t chicken out.”

Jean scowled and hurriedly left.

A guy chuckled behind his back.

The lady demanded, “Please keep some distance from me since there could still be reporters at the police station.”

Jean stared straight into Edgar’s eyes.She didn’t want to see those rumors flying around again.

The man gave it some thought before saying, “Tragically, no.What if you run away?”

He scoffed, “I will be legally responsible.”

For this reason, Jean had been seething all night.

“Edgar, you are disrespecting my rights to privacy.”

“Really?”

He smiled nonchalantly, “I’m sorry, but bear with me a little bit.The case will be investigated soon”

Jean looked out the window.She picked her nails nervously.

“What about Gigi? She is still missing now, and something may have happened to her.”

If events did turn out to be as Ben and Edgar suspected, Gigi’s disappearance must have something to do with

Sherry Summer.

This is all under the bureau because Edna Jadot gave Kalel Cordova the design drawing to persuade him to host the

design competition.

Sherry Summer, also known as Pinnacle Group, was the brains behind the design.

Sherry Summer had acknowledged that Edbert had introduced her to Edgar, as Jean recalled.

Here, I’m afraid more people are involved.