Edgar and His Destined Wife novel Chapter 72

Chapter 72 Jean, Apologize to Her!

The question interrupted Edgar’s thoughts. He pressed his throbbing temples and croaked coldly, “Tomorrow.” Thereafter, Edgar glanced around the hall and fixed his gaze on someone. He went downstairs, walked past the crowd, and headed toward his target.

On the other hand, Ben was dragging Jean toward the outside. “How was my performance just now? I think there’s still room for improvement.” Jean asked while lifting her dress.

Ben darted a distressed glance at her. “I’m sure you’re going to be the trending topic of this fashion show tomorrow.” Truth be told, he knew Jean had already controlled herself, but Gigi was mentally too fragile. Jean blurted smugly, “That’s for sure. I…”

Before she could finish her sentence, Edgar interrupted her. “Let’s talk.”

Jean was taken aback by Edgar’s sudden appearance. She hummed in response and was about to walk to Edgar when Ben frowned and pulled her back to his side. “There’s nothing to talk about between you guys.”

Jean looked at Ben and patted his shoulder. “It’s okay.”

However, Ben did not let her go. Edgar snorted. “Mr. Ludwig, it seems like you don’t deem yourself an outsider. You’re no one to meddle with the affairs between Jean and I.”

With that, he strode out the hall. Jean whispered, “He still owes me a promise. I’m going to chase him for that.”

After saying that, she went after Edgar. Standing at the spot, Ben subconsciously clenched his fists. Edgar is right. I’m just her admirer. I can’t force her to eliminate part of her life, Edgar.

The sea breeze was blowing strong. Dressed in an off-shoulder gown, Jean shuddered in the cold.

Edgar glanced at her and continued walking toward his car. When Jean saw him get into his car, she followed suit without hesitating.

As much as she was reluctant to be in the same space as Edgar, she didn’t want to catch a cold in the wind.

Later, the driver turned the heater on upon receiving a signal from Edgar and got out of the car.

Jean huffed softly as she felt much more comfortable.

“When are you going to hold the wedding?” She asked directly.

Edgar cracked his knuckles and gazed at Jean. “Soon.”

“How soon is that?” Jean continued asking.

“In a week.” Edgar was losing his patience.

I’ve never seen a woman who urges her ex-husband to marry another woman!

Jean hummed, “Okay. I’m looking forward to it.”

She answered in such a relaxing manner as if she was anticipating a good show.

Suddenly, Edgar grasped her wrist and warned solemnly, “You better not think of making mischief again.”

Jean’s wrist hurt, but she feigned a calm look. “Oh well, you can go back on your word if you’re worried. There’s nothing I can do about you.”

She shoved Edgar’s hand away and continued. “I’m doing pretty well now. If there’s nothing important, please stay away from me lest your fiancée comes and throws a tantrum again.”

She opened the car door and uttered as the sea breeze gushed into the car, “I’ll not be this kind anymore if that happens again.”

With a frigid look, Edgar stared fixedly at Jean as she walked away.

He witnessed the scene when Gigi picked up a fight with Edgar.

As soon as Gigi started humiliating Jean, the latter retorted to her so ruthlessly that she was befuddled.

“When you first approached Edgar, we were not divorced yet. I can’t believe you’re accusing me in return now.”

“There’s a feud between Royden Group and I, so there’s no way I’ll reconcile with Edgar again. Keep those filthy, ridiculous imaginations to yourself. I’m not as stupid and shameless as you.”