Edgar and His Destined Wife

Chapter 147 Ungrateful

“I didn’t!” She immediately shut the door. “Stop saying nonsense! It’s considered rightful defense.” She looked out

of the door subconsciously. “Ask your bodyguards to leave soon. Otherwise, we might alert the others.

Could her elegance and gentleness be just a pretense? Right now, she is rude and brusque, and she would never

concede defeat in an argument. His gaze was fixated on her. I’ve never truly understood what kind of a woman my

ex-wife is.

A tinge of regret slowly stemmed in his mind. Facing his appraisal that looked slightly different from usual, Jean

frowned and walked to Zoe irately to check on the latter.

“What are you doing?” Ahead of her, Edgar quickly stopped her. “Before making sure what she drank, you must not

touch her.” She froze for a moment before asking, “Do you care about me now?”

With a frown on his face, he was stunned by her question.

“No matter what intentions you have, please let me go and go back where you came from. I don’t need any care

from someone like you.” She shrugged him off and tapped on an artery on Zoe’s neck. Luckily she’s still breathing

evenly. Even though her pulse is quite weak, it has not disappeared. The blush on her face has already faded. It

seems like the drug in the champagne will only cause fainting.

She picked up the pieces of the bottle and took a breath. Is it because the dosage is not high?

Then, she looked around the room the second time and found a few recording pens that were switched off, and

there were no hidden cameras in the room. She paced around. What on earth does she plan to do with me after

giving me that drug?

While she was thinking, she was vaguely aware that Edgar’s bodyguards had left. When she turned around, she saw

that he was still on the couch. “Why are you still here?”

He’s been everywhere lately. No matter where I go, I’m always bound to meet him, and it’s difficult to get rid of

him. Crossing his leg, he hummed in agreement. “I’m worried that you might destroy the evidence.”

“Nonsense!” Pointing at the unconscious Zoe on the ground, she explained, “She’s only faint. She’s perfectly fine. ”

“Who knows what you would do to her if I’m not here?” he replied indifferently. There was no hint of warmth in his

tone as he smirked. “Don’t slander me, Edgar.” She gritted her teeth, feeling even more annoyed at him.

Seeing that she was going to be furious for real, he said slowly, “I’ll be here in case anything happens. Just ignore

me and do what you want to do.”

She looked at him, not understanding his thought process at all. Just in case of what? In case I kill Zoe to cover up

the evidence?

She swore and walked into the kitchen to check on the dishes. A slight grin appeared on Edgar’s lips as his gaze

followed her around. Initially, he did not have any plan to intervene, but he immediately rushed to her as soon as

she picked up a piece of meat to her mouth.

Then, he held her wrist and pinched her chin with worry in his eyes. “Did you eat that? Spit it out!”

Damn it! This Zoe is clearly under Sky’s instructions. They might have drugged the food as well. As he grabbed her

forcefully, marks were left on Jean’s face immediately. Feeling the pain, she slapped his hand. “L-Let me go! I’m not

planning to eat it anyway!”

Finally, Edgar let her go doubtfully. Then, she pinched the meat until it broke into fine pieces. “The texture looks like

meat, but it’s not. If we eat it, it will secrete something on our tongues and make us hallucinate,” she explained.

With that, she threw it away and washed her hands. When she turned around again, she saw Edgar looking

thoughtful.

“But there’s no need to worry. I’m sure she got this through some special ways, because you can’t get this simply. It

might be possible to buy it at some underground casino or in the prison,” she continued nonchalantly, as though

this was something normal.

In that instant, her indifference broke Edgar’s heart.

She was born in a prestigious family; how does she know such illegal practices? Apart from that, she knows how to

check a fainted person, and report to the paparazzi – these are all despicable moves, yet she now knows how to

use these ways to protect herself.

“Where did you learn this?” He frowned.

“In the prison. You’ll know soon, after you have a taste of it yourself.” She took a pillow from the couch and turned

around to smile at him calmly. “You’ll definitely know, because I’ll send you into prison personally.”

Even at this point, she was unable to forget her hatred for him.

Edgar merely remained silent upon hearing that. Then, he saw her take out Zoe’s phone and call Sky.

As soon as the call connected, Sky bursted out, “Too slow! I saw Edgar go to your place just now. Now–”

“Mr. Wilton, you are too impatient. If you can’t get enough money, you can always discuss with me. Why do you

have to resort to such extreme measures?” She smiled sarcastically. “But I already sent the contents of your

memory card to the management team in our company.”

“You b*tch!” His swears got exceedingly vulgar.

Jean brought the phone away from her ears and lowered her head to look at the unconscious Zoe. “Help me out

here.”

“Me?” Edgar frowned.

“Is there anyone else here? I can’t lift her alone. She’ll feel heavier because she’s unresponsive.” With that, she

walked to Zoe’s shoulders adeptly. “You’ll take her legs.”

Edgar was positive that this was not her first time doing this.

His face darkened as he put Zoe back on her bed along with Jean. Then, he pulled Jean to him again. “You–”

Jean looked at him, but before he could continue, she slapped his hand away.

“Don’t look at me with sympathy. You are not worthy to take pity on me.”

With that, she left Zoe’s apartment.

Not far from her, Edgar made a call.

“Yes, Mr. Royden, what’s up?” Draco’s voice rang.

“Take care of everything in Pinnacle Residences, Unit 5-2.”

After putting his phone down, he quickly ran to Jean.

“My car is right in front. I’ll send you back.” He was worried that Sky might go berserk and hurt her.

Seeing that the surroundings had become darker, and that she was not familiar with the surroundings, she said,

“I’m going to the hospital.”

“In a rush to visit Ben?” Edgar’s face darkened.

Yet, the Ludwigs don’t care about her at all. Why is she so eager to please them?

“Yes, I can’t wait to see him,” she replied sarcastically and rolled her eyes, opening the door of the co-driver’s seat

at the same time.

The driver was shocked, but Edgar shot him a glance that signaled him to leave.

He understood Edgar’s intentions and left immediately.

As soon as Edgar went into the car, he slammed his foot on the accelerator pedal, running the yellow light three

consecutively at a terrifying speed.

Jean could not help frowning. “Why are you venting your anger on the car? I didn’t ask you to send me back, you

know.”

She only had one thought in her mind. Edgar must be mad at the gossip online.

Unexpectedly, he snorted coldly.

“I’ll let you reminisce how it feels to be in a racing car with Ben, since he might die in the operating room

tomorrow.”

“What?”