Edgar and His Destined Wife

Chapter 244 Reduced to Ashes

Jean remained silent, but he pulled her into his arms again. With an icy look in his eyes, he told Gigi slowly and

clearly, “Yes. I think I’ve made myself very clear.” “What about me?”

“You challenged my limits again and again. My patience with you has completely been depleted. Do whatever you

like.” With that, he walked out of Knox Residence with Jean, leaving Gigi behind with the guests.

If another man did the same thing, he would be ridiculed, but it was Edgar after all. Even though the crowd had

other thoughts in mind, they did not dare to say it out loud.

Someone passed a piece of napkin to her when they saw her crying. “Think about your baby and take care of

yourself.” Shaking with anger, she took a deep breath before saying, “Baby? Heh!”

She was busy spreading rumors about Jean just now; little did she know that things would turn out this way in such a

short time. Good move, Jean!

At this moment, she received a call from Andy. “Come out. I’m near the mansion.” “Be a man and come pick me up

here,” she replied through gritted teeth, but he remained silent for a while.

“Stop your nonsense, Gigi. I can’t be picking fights with Edgar at this time,” Andy explained as he watched Edgar’s

car speed past him.

Gigi got so furious she threw her phone on the ground. I want her to die in front of me! Half an hour later, at

Royden Residence, Edgar brought two bottles of wine out.

“If I’m satisfied with your answers to my questions, I will return Eyer Residence to you.” The depths of his eyes were

filled with an unfathomable expression.

Jean smiled sarcastically. “Am I in a position to say anything in front of you? Mr. Royden, you are as irresponsible as

ever, be it with me or with Gigi.”

“You’re right. I’ve been the same all this while.” He poured the wine into a glass and gave it to her. “You are the one

who’s changed.”

The old Jean who’s gentle and sweet – where has she gone?

There seemed to be a hidden meaning behind his words, but Jean could not be bothered to decipher it.

“So, why have I become like this?” she asked him with a smile, but tears were flooding her eyes.

She had suffered enough humiliation today, yet she was still forced to recount her heartache with him.

The word ‘failure’ is not even enough to describe my life. I have no other cards I can use to bargain with him, apart

from myself as a person. If he wants to drink – sure, why not? There’s nothing to be afraid of! Everything that

shouldn’t happen, and everything that should happen, has already taken place between us.

Her bitter smile was reflected in the glass. The defeated expression and dejected air from her made him feel sorry

for her.

“Ask away,” she smiled nonchalantly, but her expression made Edgar become colder.

“Between Ben and Jensen, who would you choose?”

“Do you think I’m in a place to make a decision, Edgar?” She was so angry that she started laughing. With that, she

took the wine glass and finished the contents in one gulp. “I’m sorry. I can’t answer that.”

As the wine entered her throat, she felt a burning sensation from her throat to her stomach, but she merely placed

her hands on her knuckles and pretended to be fine.

Edgar’s gaze darkened. Then, he poured another glass of wine for her.

“Ben, Jensen, and me – who do you choose?” He looked straight into her eyes, not joking around at all, as though

he wanted to stare into her soul.

“Edgar, are you really going to continue this stupid game?” Jean became annoyed, but she was not sure if it was

because of the alcohol that she had become more animatic.

“Answer me.”

She tilted her head to one side and looked at his face. All of a sudden, she smiled.

She hooked her slender fingers on the glass and muttered to herself, “I can’t answer that.”

Another glass of wine was emptied.

The bottle was already half empty at this point. She placed her chin on her hands and looked at Edgar. With a

slightly dazed expression in her eyes, she winked playfully. “Not satisfied? You can ask more!”

“Forget it. You’re drunk.” Apart from that, all he wanted to ask was that question.

Seeing her condition right now, there was no point in continuing the conversation.

“That’s enough? Why don’t you–” Suddenly, a sharp pain shot through her stomach, and the burning sensation

made her unable to say anything.

She kneeled on the ground and curled into a ball.

Edgar was shocked to see that, and he wanted to help her up, but was too late.

She suddenly lost all energy and passed out.

“Jean!”

After the doctor had a look, he said that she should not drink.

“She took some antibiotics before this, and she was already quite weak to begin with. Under the stimulation of

alcohol, her stomach was wounded. It’s better for her to have a full body check-up at the hospital when she gets

up.”

Standing beside the bed, Edgar looked at her beautiful yet pale face. Is the old Jean never coming back?

He tried to shake off the emotions in his eyes, and picked her up in his arms.

Under the moonlight, the corridor was long and quiet.

“If this is what you want, I’ll give it back to you. But I can’t give you the house you want.”

Even if he wanted to do that, she would not want it.

The next morning, she woke up and saw the familiar curtains. As she rubbed her eyes, the memories of last night’s

conversation flooded in.

I drank the wine, and…

She looked around the room – it was completely empty.

“Su–” She wanted to call for Susan, but as soon as she opened her mouth, she felt a pain in her throat.

Then, she slowly sat up in bed and coughed.

“Ms. Eyer, you’re up!” Susan brought breakfast into the room and quickly passed a glass of water for her. “How do

you feel?”

She had a headache, but she waved airily.

“Where’s Edgar?”

“He went to work.” Susan wanted to say something, but upon seeing her pale face, she decided against it.

Jean still felt some discomfort in her stomach, so she went back to her place after taking a few sips of porridge.

After what happened last night, if anyone noticed that I stayed the night there, I really wouldn’t be able to explain

myself anymore.

As soon as she got out of the car and walked into the alley, she saw fire in front of her, and all her neighbors were

standing below the apartment.

“Are there still people inside?”

“I heard that there’s a gas leak. But why did it happen all of a sudden?”

When Jean got closer, she realized that the fire broke out on her floor. She instantly thought of the information

Zenith had given her and tried to run into the building.

“Madam, please stay calm. The fire is still very strong; it’s too dangerous to enter right now.” A fireman stopped

her.

Her final hope was in the apartment – her father’s items were there.

“Please let me in!”

She would rather die than to see that being reduced to cinders.

Nevertheless, she could not do anything about the situation except watch the fire engulf everything helplessly.

When Ben arrived, he saw her standing in dejection and hopelessness.