Edgar and His Destined Wife novel Chapter 96

Chapter 96 Make Her Disappear from Yorktown

Ben kept the frown on his face and showed no signs of compromise.

But Ally managed to keep her composure as she said softly, “Then I’ll make my way over there.”

She then walked toward Farra with poise for a birthday wish – and more importantly, an extravagant jade necklace as a gift.

“Thank you Ally, I love this so much, come, put this on for me.” Farra smiled approvingly as she held onto Ally’s hands firmly.

She made it clear to the public eye that the Ludwigs would take no one else as their daughter-in-law.

There were people who started staring empathically at Jean, who was standing next to Ben at this point.

She had gone from being a figure of envy to rock bottom in hardly a few months.

Ben tried his best to control his temper as he turned to Jean with a reassuring tone, “Come with me, I’m here, Mom won’t do anything…”

“Ben, I’m not well, excuse me please,” Jean squeezed a smile, “thanks for the invitation, I’ve had enough to eat, and I don’t think it’s appropriate for me to stay any longer.”

It had been too long since she had last attended a banquet like this, and she had enough self-awareness to not allow herself to be a laughingstock.

Ben became anxious, “Sorry, I didn’t know it’d turn out like this. Please let me make it up to you okay?”

Jean headed straight for the exit without turning back.

There was no point for her to stay back and face being the talking point for the wrong reasons.

She made her way pass the crowd and caught a glance of Gigi’s hands wrapped around Edgar’s arm as the pair handed their gift to Farra.

“Mr. and Mrs. Royden, thank you both.”

Farra beamed brightly, and she raised her voice just loud enough to rub it in Jean’s face.

The nerves you have for attending my birthday banquet as my son’s partner.

Farra could not forget the way Jean looked when she refused her money. She was adamant that Jean was a hypocrite, preying on her son as she coveted their money.

Gigi could not hold her smile after hearing that she was addressed as Mrs. Royden.

She started small talking with Farra, as if she belonged to the wealthy circle.

Meanwhile, showing no intention to flatter the Ludwigs, Edgar stood with his arms crossed. He was too busy focusing on the other side of the room, where Jean was.

Finally, he shifted his feet subconsciously and ran after her.

Dark had fallen, and it was raining by the time he was outside.

Jean had her back to him, looking to wave down a cab and leave the place. They were in the center of a luxurious suburb, and it would be a long walk before she would find a set of taillights, let alone a cab.

Hanging her head low, she looked down at her heels helplessly.

“The Eyers are no more. It doesn’t matter how you dress, the Ludwigs will not let Ben date you.”

“What does it have anything to do with you?” Jean uttered without looking back.

His voice was too familiar to her.

Farra’s attitude toward Ally had made it clear for her.

It did not bother her that much, although she did not like how it feel either. If she had seen this coming, she would not have shown up this evening.

Edgar looked at her coldly, “You don’t have to do this to yourself, just because you divorced me.”

Words could not describe how emotionless he sounded.

It felt like someone was clenching Jean’s heart.

“Stop being so full of yourself, the best decision I’ve ever made is to get the divorce.” Jean turned around with an apathetic look.

At that moment, an idea struck her.

She must date a man a hundred folds better than Edgar Royden!

Someone better than this cold-blooded b@stard, in wealth and in qualification.