Edgar’s Relentless Pursue for The Love of His Life novel Chapter 35

Chapter 35

Chapter 35 He Destroyed It With His Own Hands

“Mr. Royden can’t have been following us, right?” Ben Ludwig laughed, blocking the door. “What’s the matter, do you regret it?”

“What do you mean.”

Frost filled Edgar Royden’s eyes. He smelled a faint scent of alcohol on Ben Ludwig, and a picture of Jean Eyer drinking wine appeared in his mind.

He underestimated her.

Mixing around with a bunch of men.

Ben Ludwig didn’t know what he was thinking of and warned him. “Even though Jean Eyer didn’t accept my proposal today, I won’t give up. Sooner or later, she’ll be mine. Your fate together has come to an end. If you know better, don’t disturb her anymore.”

In the beginning, he wouldn’t have let Jean Eyer marry such scum if he hadn’t been one step too late!

“Move.”

With a thin, cold face, Edgar Royden walked forward and pushed Ben Ludwig away with his shoulders.

As he came to the sink, the mirror reflected his ice-cold face. “I won’t pick up what has been thrown out. Mr. Ludwig may be fond of doing this, but I’m not.”

“What did you say!”

Ben Ludwig glared at him with his eyes wide open and was about to take a swing at him. He didn’t care how much power Edgar Royden had. He would go all out for Jean Eyer.

As a matter of fact, he’d wanted to beat Edgar Royden up for a long time.

Marrying Gigi Reece and leaving such a wonderful woman like Jean Eyer behind?

At the same time, Edgar Royden saw what he was up to. A meaningful look crossed his eyes, and he was ready to take Ben Ludwig on.

At this moment, a voice called out from outside the door. “Ben Ludwig, come and look after Jean Eyer, she’s drunk!”

Ben Ludwig stopped immediately.

“I don’t want to see you here around her again!”

He turned and ran towards the private room.

Edgar Royden heard the footsteps distant and slowly loosened his clenched fists. What was up with this long-lost feeling of fury?

He must be crazy. Was he about to get into a fight all because of Jean Eyer?

…

In the private room, Jean Eyer was hugging the back of the chair and refused to stand up no matter what. Her hands held an empty wine glass. “Let’s drink more, I’m happy today!”

Ben Ludwig didn’t know to laugh or to cry looking at her red, puffy face.

“Jean Eyer, let go. I’ll pour you a new glass.”

“Really?”

Jean Eyer sat up and passed the wine glass over. She scrunched up her eyes and stared at Ben Ludwig for a while. “Mm, my best bro!”

Everyone laughed at this. Ben Ludwig shook his head helplessly and poured her a cup of water.

“The wine is finished. Drink this first, I’ll buy more later.”

Jean Eyer looked at him, then at the wine glass. She mumbled to herself and looked down while holding her glass.

By the look of it, she seemed to have been coaxed by him.