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?"
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