Edgar and His Destined Wife novel Chapter 542

Chapter 542

The salespeople beside him all had jealous looks on their faces as they observed Jean.

It was the stuff of dreams for a man with good looks, wealth, and ability to spend time with a woman.

She doesn’t seem to be aware of the good fortune that has come her way.

With so many people present and observing, Edgar had a stern yet kind expression on his face.

He caught Jean’s attention before the large doll.

“You carry it, then. Let’s return to your house.”

The man’s smile peaked and subsided. He grabbed the toy and sprinted over to Jean.

The notion that Edgar was beaming for his ex-wife as he hurried through the mall soon spread around Yorktown. Rumors soon developed on this incident.

Ben had just wrapped up his conversation with Mr. Mason. They both obviously grinned as they read the notification on the phone.

“Can I ask you a personal question, Mr. Ludwig?” Mr. Mason said in a quiet voice and lifted his eyes to face him, “Do you find it difficult to let someone go?

“No.”

Knowing that he was inquiring about Jean, Ben swiftly inquired, “What about Mr. Mason?” “We’re not the same. I started off with a point deduction.” Mr. Mason stood up and went away while hopelessly grinning.

Even if everyone in a relationship is on an equal footing, when you meet a nice person, you always want to give them the best version of yourself. Nothing except remorse enters your mind when you are unable to give them that.

Ben looked blankly at Mr. Mason’s back.

I turned around to observe his father, Myer Ludwig. The man approached, “Royden’s and Eyer’s Group joined forces, and that acquisition was just Edgar’s move. You don’t want to deal with individuals from Royden’s Group anymore.”

Ben grimaced.

His father gave him a look, “What’s up with that expression? You don’t listen when forming opinions. Do you really lack confidence in yourself?” “No, Dad. The things you tell me…” Ben sighed, “Were you attempting to warn me, or was someone else trying to?”

Ludwig was momentarily surprised, “What are you speculating? Keep up the work.”

Ben witnessed him dismissing his secretary.

He pulled out his smartphone and messaged Jean.

A response arrived quickly: ‘I see. Appreciate it.’

The two of them were greeted with much fuss as they entered Edgar’s home that evening when Jean returned.

Edgar immediately slipped the doll into Jean’s arms after shutting the door. “Go rest, I’ll cook for you.”

He marched and didn’t look back.

Her gaze softened, and she gripped the corner of his shirt, “Let’s wait a little while.”

She wrapped her arms around his waist.

That’s not it. There is also something else.”

Under the intense gaze, there was repressed emotion. Edgar’s eyes flashed with confusion, and he quickly pressed her wrist, “You’re expecting.”

His speech was hoarse, and his throat was dry.

After chuckling, Jean released his hand, “I’m talking about you and Mr. Oprah having a video conference.”