Chapter 283 Compensation
After washing her face, Jean went downstairs to the dining room with a lighthearted look as if nothing had happened. When she saw Edgar sitting at the table with his back facing her, she felt as if her heart was being pierced by needles.
But she couldn’t stop, and she couldn’t give herself away. “Edgar!”
Jean put on a smile and strode up to Edgar. She took a whiff of the food’s delicious smell and smiled brightly. “Today’s dinner looks extraordinarily scrumptious. Are we celebrating a joyous occasion?”
Eggar’s eyes darkened. “Jean, I’ll be on a business trip for a few days. Susan will take care of you at home. You…”
“Don’t worry. I’ll take good care of myself and wait for your return.” She didn’t conceal her gentleness and thoughtfulness.
Any other newly-wedded wife would not bear to be apart from her husband. Edgar’s expression remained cold. How he wished he could constantly be at her elbow to take care of her.
“When are you leaving? I’ll help you pack your luggage.” Jean continued eating and pretended to ask the question in a casual manner.
“Miles will come and pick me up later.” Edgar took up his cutleries. Both their minds were occupied with different stuff. Jean hummed in response and lowered her head.
Perceiving her downcast look, Edgar patted her shoulder. “Don’t worry. I’ll be back soon.” Jean nodded but still didn’t lift her head.
An hour later, Edgar left in his car. Jean’s eyes became increasingly cold as she hid behind the curtain upstairs and watched the car disappear from her sight. She bit her lips indignantly. She hated Edgar to the core, but she couldn’t express it.
Going on a business trip? He must have gone to accompany Gigi in the hospital!
Jean took a deep breath and took out her phone to unblock all the numbers Edgar had restricted.
After hesitating for quite a while, she called Rachel.
Jean sat on the toilet bowl and turned on the tap so that the sound of the running tap would drown out her voice. She couldn’t let Edgar and Susan discover that she had regained her memories.
Bold of him to treat me like this! I swear to let him experience a living hell!
Soon, Rachel picked up the call.
“Ms. Eyer, you finally appeared! Where were you the past few days? We were worried sick. The company became a mess during your absence. Mr. Rocher, too, has disappeared for a few days. I can’t reach him via his number.” Rachel was so panicked that she almost teared up.
“Rachel.” Jean spoke up and ordered calmly, “Listen carefully to what I say. You must not let anyone know I contacted you. Even if I call you using this number after this, you can’t admit it. Do you understand?”
“Yes, Ms. Eyer…”
“You’re the only one I can trust now. Don’t let me down.”
After arranging a few tasks for Rachel, Jean hung up the call. Then, she filled the bathtub with water and soaked her body in it. She wanted to wash away all the traces Edgar had left on her body.
How dare he touch me even when I’ve lost my memory? She was disgusted.
The bathroom door was closed, and the sound of the running tap was loud. Susan had been knocking on Jean’s door for a while but received no response.
“Madam, is everything okay? Madam!”
Susan was flustered. Just as she was hesitating if she should inform Edgar, the door opened.
Jean was dressed in a bathrobe and had a mask on her face.
“What is it? I was taking a bath.”
Susan could hear a faint sound of music from inside the room. Only then did she heave a sigh of relief and answered, “Nothing. I cut some fruits. Let me bring them to you.”
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