Edgar and His Destined Wife

Chapter 55 The Target

The turbulence lasted for several more minutes. Having eaten the medicine, Edgar was feeling much

better. He slowly opened his eyes and realized that the passengers were all in their own seats. His line

of vision landed on Jean, but she had her eye mask on and seemed to be asleep.

“Mr. Royden, I’ve brought your meds!” Miles hurried over but stopped sharply upon seeing Edgar’s

condition, “You’re fine?”

The medicine prescribed to Edgar was not uncommon and could be found in many drug stores, but it

was an uncommon drug to be brought around. Edgar grunted in admittance and glanced at Jean once

again, as if scanning her.

“Edgar!” Gigi Reece rushed over from business class and grabbed onto his arm, “Are you not feeling

well? I’ll get you…”

Edgar’s expression was cold and calculative; he knew that Jean’s act would have an effect on Royden

Group, but by accepting Perles’ invitation and attending fashion week with Gigi, he could hopefully use

the publicity to cover up this episode. Otherwise, he wouldn’t be on this flight.

“Edgar, how about we go to the front? It’s really narrow and uncomfortable here.”

Edgar raised an eyebrow, “I’m pretty comfortable here, you can go to business class yourself.”

Edgar’s words humiliated Gigi, and she felt awkward among the passengers, but she couldn’t stay

there as they were no spare seats. She gently bit onto her lip and quietly said, “Alright, I’ll go to the

front then. The baby will be more comfortable there.” She was hoping that Edgar would change his

mind after that, but all that awaited her were his closed lids. She frowned and left.

“What about me, Mr Royden?” Miles was slightly troubled about what to do.

“Go sit in the front, I’m a little tired and want to rest.” His voice did sound tired, and he did not want to

deal with Gigi.

“Understood, sir.” Miles left him a blanket and went to the front.

Edgar remembered that when his parents died and he had to take up the business, everywhere he

went he would be scorned. What was the difference between business and economy? Was there a

difference between people? He suddenly remembered something Jean had told him.

‘Edgar, you should take care of your body, you can earn money later.’

His eyes suddenly opened, and they were cold and focused.

If only she wasn’t Gary Eyer’s daughter, things would be different!

Edgar’s eyebrows twitched out of frustration from that thought. He turned over to look at Jean’s seat to

find it empty but then heard sounds of an argument from the washroom behind him.

Ally had spilled her cup of coffee on Jean when walking past her.

“I’m sorry, Jean. I didn’t mean it, it’s just too narrow here.”

Jean nodded and tried to clean up the mess on her clothes.

“Jean, how about you wear my clothes? I’ve got some in my suitcase here.” Ally offered, seemingly

sincerely.

Jean and Ally had totally different fashion styles. If Jean were to wear Ally’s clothing, she would look

childish. Jean gave her a cold sweep and turned off the water tap.

“Jean, why do you look at me like that? I really didn’t mean to!” Ally said with pursed lips.

“Fool me once, shame on you; fool me twice, shame on me. Just because I’m being nice to you

because of Ben, do you really think I won’t fight you? It is rather narrow here, but you came toward

me.”

“I…I really did not!”

Several MON & Co. staff came over.

“What’s the matter?”

“Jean, why fight over such a small matter? It’s just a cup of coffee, just go and change.”

“Yeah, you’re here to assist the designers, not to walk the red carpet. Don’t fool yourselves.”

Jean glared at them, anger in her eyes. The aura she gave off felt crushing to them

One of the staff went over to Ally, “Let’s go. Don’t bother her.”

They all knew about Jean’s previous conviction; things might get out of hand if she was to get mad.

Once again, Jean had become the target of others.

Jean gave a scoff, “Why does the one at fault feel more wronged than me?”

“What more do you want? Ally has already apologized to you. What else? Do you want her to wash

your clothes too?”

“I don’t mind that,” Jean said indifferently, her gaze landing on Ally, “did your parents teach you to hide

behind others when sh*t hits the fan?”

Someone started to ponder upon hearing Jean.

Ally took the window seat that was supposed to be Jean’s, and now… Once might be a coincidence,

but a second and third time is pretty unbelievable.

Ally felt her support in the crowd shifting. A look of cruelty fleeted across her eyes. Once she raised her

head again, it shimmered with unshed tears, “Jean, I really didn’t mean to. How could you say it was

deliberate? Did anyone see?”

“I saw it.” A commanding voice answered, and Edgar Royden walked over to them.

“Mr. Royden!”

The staff there immediately turned quiet. Royden Group and MON & Co. were in collaboration, and

what more, this was Edgar Royden in front of them. They looked at him with awe in their eyes.

When did he come?

Jean looked at him with dissatisfaction.

With the type of relationship we have, will he really help me?

Ally was stunned as she chewed on her lip. “That’s impossible! You were sitting in front, and there was

no one here just now!”

Jean and Edgar met each other’s gaze. He then brazenly replied, “I was searching for my ex-wife after

she had been gone for a while. I didn’t expect myself to chance upon such a show.”

Jean felt very uncomfortable under Edgar’s cold gaze. Although he shut everyone up with that

explanation, she knew that he meant something else. She had ruined his and Royden Group’s

reputation in public. Would he really not hold a grudge and help her? Definitely not.

Not only was Jean thinking this, the other people around them had their own speculations as well.

Maybe the rumors are true. Maybe Edgar Royden wants to remarry Jean Eyer!