Edgar and His Destined Wife novel Chapter 277

Chapter 277 Perhaps This Is Better

The moment Edgar opened the door, his gaze fell on Jean, who was standing by the window. The breakfast was untouched.

Just as he was about to say something, she turned around. When she saw him, she was immediately taken by surprise.

“Edgar!” She was pleasantly surprised yet nervous at the same time. “Why didn’t you tell me that you’re back? I thought you were mad at me after our last encounter!”

It had been ages since he saw such a reaction from her. How long has it been? The last time she treated me this way was when we’ve just gotten married.

At this instant, his tensed face turned blank as he did not know how to react. She sensed his emotions and took a step back while grabbing her dress nervously. “I-I was having breakfast just now, but I don’t have any appetite today. Have you eaten?”

She walked to the table as she spoke, looking gentle and hesitant, as though she was a young, innocent girl.

In the depths of Edgar’s memories, she once behaved like that in their lonely marriage, as though she expected something from him, but he never lived up to her expectations.

His frown deepened as he stared into her eyes fixedly.

She lowered her head to eat the food, but when she realized that he was still standing there, she wiped her mouth anxiously. “You came back so suddenly. I-Is there something wrong?”

She swallowed a mouthful of porridge and smiled. “If there’s anything I can help with, just let me know, though I know that I probably can’t help much.”

Her tone was careful and tentative.

Suppressing his emotions, Edgar asked, “I’ve been too busy lately. Do you know what day it is?”

“February 15th. My dad’s company is celebrating their anniversary next week.” She smiled.

Edgar’s frown became colder.

On the date she mentioned, they had just been married for a little over a month. Eyer Group was still around, and Gary was still alive.

Edgar slowly clenched his fists. He had no idea what emotions he was experiencing at that moment. He was worried about her health, but at the same time he felt a surge of gratitude, because this might be a chance for him to restart things.

“What’s wrong, Edgar?” Jean tilted her head to the side. She wanted to get closer to him, but she was worried that he might be annoyed at her. “After our marriage, you said that you were very busy with the company, and I couldn’t find any topics for conversation. Could you be mad at me?”

“No,” he croaked in a raspy voice. Right after that, he walked to the table, took her cutleries and started eating her food.

She froze upon seeing that. “That’s mine,” she said quietly, but after seeing how fast he was eating, she deduced that he was hungry, so she quickly opened the door.

“Is there anyone downstairs? Please send some bread over.”

It was only when she turned around that she realized that the decor was unfamiliar.

After looking around, she realized that the place was rather alien to her, as though she had only been here a few times.

“What are you looking at?” Edgar walked to her from the table.

“I feel like I don’t belong here.” As soon as she closed her eyes, many unknown scenes appeared in her mind. She tried knocking herself on the head, but she still felt as though there was a fog in her head.

In the next second, she was pulled into an embrace.

“It snowed yesterday, and the weather is getting a lot colder. You might have gotten a cold, so don’t think too much into it.”

His gentle and affectionate tone made her feel even more confused.

“C-Could I be dreaming?” she muttered to herself.

But she could hear the thumping of his strong heartbeat and his warm hug.

She blushed and lowered her head.

“After all, we just got married. So it’s normal that you feel like a stranger here. You will get used to it soon.” He tightened his hold on her.