Chapter 181 I Can’t Leave
The rain grew heavier. Thus, the cars before them slowed down and turned on the emergency lights. Jean turned to see Edgar driving stubbornly and said, “Why don’t you stop the car at the temporary parking spot in front? I’ll dive.”
She did not say that out of concern for his life. Naturally, he was worried about her safety. Still, Edgar replied stubbornly, “No.”
Jean sighed and kept observing the car in front of them. “Please keep your distance from the car in front!” However, Edgar did not seem to hear her. Instead of slowing down, he sped up and caused the car to overtake the car before them.
Jean gripped her seatbelt tightly as Edgar sped and drove recklessly. After a heart-stopping journey through the heavy rain, they finally arrived at the villa.
Jean could no longer hold back her anger when the car reached the front door.
“Do you know how dangerous that was? You know you can’t drive in this weather! Why do you insist on forcing yourself?”
Her heart surged with fury. She slammed the car door and headed into the villa without a backward glance.
Susan was relieved to see that Jean had arrived safely. “The weather is terrible. I was worried that something happened to you on the road.”
Jean forced a smile.
But even after the dinner was served, Edgar still did not enter the villa.
Jean grumbled and went outside to find his car’s headlights still on. She finally realized something was wrong.
“Susan, can you give me a hand?”
Edgar had fainted in the car. His brows furrowed tight, and his hands and forehead were covered with cold sweat.
By the time the doctor arrived at the villa, Edgar had laid there as if asleep.
“How long has Mr. Royden been in this state?”
“Around half an hour.” Susan answered before asking worriedly, “Is it serious?”
“This…” The doctor shook his head. “It’s hard to be sure. We can only confirm once he undergoes a full check-up at the hospital.”
Jean observed emotionlessly at the side. Once the doctor prescribed medicine and left, Jean planned to leave too.
“Ms. Eyer, are you going to leave like this?” Susan called after her.
“It is pointless for me to stay here. Furthermore, he should be alright.” Jean put on her jacket as she spoke.
“But…” Susan hesitated and wrecked her brain for an excuse to make Jean stay. “What if something goes wrong? I don’t think I can take care of him by myself.”
Jean replied immediately, “You should call Gigi here to take care of him. He is not my responsibility.”
I wouldn’t have come here if not to celebrate Susan’s discharge from the hospital.
Susan’s expression turned downcast. Jean could not help but wonder whether she had spoken too harshly.
“It’s late. Who could it be? Ms. Eyer, I have to check who it is. Can you help me to take care of Mr. Royden?”
Then, Susan went downstairs. Jean had no choice but to remain in the room.
She stared coldly at the man lying in bed and wondered if she would be charged with murder if he were to suddenly stop breathing.
The light was dim, making the room seem soft and peaceful.
Jean could not remember when she had last looked at Edgar like this.
Soon, agitated voices came from downstairs. “Is Mr. Royden out? We will wait for him here.”
Susan tried her best to stop them.
“Please leave. Mr. Royden will be angry if he returns to find you here.”
“We don’t have a choice. How could he give Garrison Group away without consulting us!”
Jean peeked through the door gap into the living room.
A few directors from Royden Group gathered downstairs. They all seemed furious as they sat on the couch and refused to leave.
“We won’t leave until we talk to Mr. Royden.”
“Strange, I saw his car just now. How could he have disappeared?” Someone grumbled.
Jean furrowed her brow.
Does this mean he risked driving back here because these people were chasing after him?
Jean closed the door softly.
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