Edgar’s Relentless Pursue for The Love of His Life

Chapter 169 Chapter 169 Gone They walked out of the hospital side by side. Jean turned around and told him, "Stop following me.” “I'm responsible of your injury. You are injured because of me," He said frankly.

Jean sneered coldly, "Then you should send Gigi to jail. She attempted to murder me." On the record, she can sue Gigi for the injury she sustained from her murder attempt.

She looked fierce. And her expression beccontemptuous after seeing that Edgar wouldn't respond. "Are you not willing?" Of course he's not willing. Gigi is pregnant with his child. An inexplicable bitterness flooded her heart. Gigi bore a child for him, and he was protective of her. Back then, her father and family were so good to him. How can he... With tears in her eyes, she sped up her pace and walked down the street. She summoned a taxi. She opened the car door but a hand superseded and blocked her from leaving, "She's not leaving." The driver looked at the two of them, "Excuse me, I am making ends meet. Please carry on your lovers dispute elsewhere." Jean wanted to get in the car again, but he was faster than her. He didn't give her the chance. Seeing the taxi had left, she glared at Edgar furiously, "Letgo." He said nonchalantly, "The doctor reminded you not to lift heavy objects." Jean frowned, watching Edgar's driver drove over and stopped beside them. "Go back to the villa. I won't be around these few days." As he said, he opened the car door for Jean, but the other hand still grabbed her steadfastly as if preventing her from escape. "You......" "Susan said she missed you. Just tell her what you like to eat." He enticed her with food. They were on a one-way street and the traffic was paralyzed because of Edgar's car. Sdrivers got impatient and kept honking at them.

Jean had no choice but to get in the car first. She looked away from Edgar when she got into the car. Edgar stood on the streetside and watched the car leave. A fragmented memory surfaced in his mind.

Three years ago, when they were still in the midst of their wedding preparation. Jean would always wait for him to leave her sight. At that time, Edgar never understood her introspection behind her action.

Now, he can finally understand. The one who waited for the other person to leave first was always the devoted one in a relationship. Besides hating me, don't you care aboutat all, Jean? "Miss Eyer, this is your favorite fried tenderloin." "And ball soup. This is the purple potato pastry I made. You can try it. Is it inconvenient? I'll help you." Susan was very thoughtful. She prepared a wholesspread for Jean.

The empty plates in front of Jean were the evidence of Jean's monstrous appetite. "Thank you, Susan. But I am really stuffed already." "Eat more. Mr. Royden said you've been busy. You must have been working very hard and neglected your diet." Susan deshelled another shrimp for her, "I think you've lost weight." Did Edgar actually say that? Jean got rid of the thoughts in her mind.

Didn't he know it was all his fiancee's malicious intentions that she had to row a tough hoe? Jean was living a hard plight because of the wicked Gigi.

The thought that Gigi bribed the crew in order to murder her got her flustered.

As a way of distraction and to lighten her anguish, she imagined herself as a grizzly bear chomping down Gigi and Edgar as she chomped down the food on the table.

"Slow down. Drink ssoup." Susan beamed a dotting smile while looking at Jean gobbling down the food. Jean overindulged herself with Susan's cooking. At last, she let out a satisfactory burp.

Susan cleaned up after her. Jean sat next to her, and then Ben called.

"Jeannie, I'm at the training ground. Where are you?" "I..." Jean looked at her injured wrist, afraid that Ben would get anxious if he knew. She was the sole witness and victim, there were no other conclusive evidence for today's incident.

"I'll cto you." Jean hurriedly said, "No, I have something up at the moment. I won't go to practice for the next two days. I'll see you the day after tomorrow." Jean pretended nothing happened.

But Ben could tell that something was wrong with her.

"I've been busy today, Jean. Don't get angry withif I clate." "I'm not, okay? Don't wanna talk about this right now." Jean talked briefly and hung up the phone.

The only reason she didn't want to let Ben know that she was at Edgar's villa was because she was worried of his reckless and impulsive behavior.

The most important thing now was to resolve the crew's financial crisis.

Jean was bored so she turned on the TV. Today's news was on the broadcast.

"According to anonymous reports from the masses, the Garrison Group is still heavily in debt. Jean Eyer is responsible for..." Jean stared vacantly at the TV screen. Her mind went blank.

Edgar walked in from the door and saw Jean weeping uncontrollably like a baby.

"How......" As soon as he walked over, Jean looked at him.

Her beautiful eyes were full of hatred.

"Stay away from me!" She sounded hoarse and stomped upstairs.

Edgar's heart sank. In the end, she still found out from the news.

Susan cforward and said, "Miss Eyer has been crying ever since she saw the news. She cried for a long time." Edgar didn't say anything.

Susan coaxed, "Mr. Royden, if you really care about Miss Eyer, please don't let her face this alone. She can't shoulder everything by herself." Susan had witnessed how bitter of a person Edgar had becin the nof vengeance.

He had sacrificed almost his entire life for the sake of revenge.

Although he had accomplished what he wanted, she could tell that Edgar was unhappy. He was lonely even after he got engaged to Gigi.

Only when he was with Miss Eyer did he live like a normal human being.

Now, it was the sfate for Jean.

"It's not worth it to live in the hatred of the past." Susan carried on her chores in the kitchen after speaking her mind.

Edgar contemplated while clutching on to the stairway handrail. He couldn't muster up the courage to see Jean.

He admitted that what Susan said was right, but now he still didn't deserve her.

Jean hid in the room and cried for a long time. By the tshe got back to her senses, it was already nighttime.

Difficult tas such felt like an eternity.

"Dad, I miss you so much." She wrapped herself in the quilt and sobbed uncontrollably. She dozed off eventually.

She woke up and realized she was still in Edgar's villa. She squeezed the quilt exasperatedly.

No returning back. There was no turning back for her.

That man ruined her life. It was impossible for her to forgive himm even with his belated kindness to екени mend things back.

Jean looked herself in the mirror, and slowly beamed an inexplicable and complex smile, "it's too late, Edgar Royden." She was never a cruel and wicked person by nature. She finally understood Edgar's course of action all these while.

But she chose to ignore the reasons behind his doing.

That man tore down the entire Eyer family. There was no remorse nor apology from him to this day.

Jean took a deep breath, stood up, and walked out of the room.

"Where is he, Susan?" Contents belong to "Mr. Royden didn't stay last night. He left in a hurry as if something urgent needed his attention.” He left in a hurry? Yes, he should be in a hurry.

Jean put on her coat and left the villa.

Not many knew the causality on the Eyer family's bankruptcy and had the intention to tipoff on them anonymously.

About half an hour later, Jean arrived at Reece family's villa.

She pressed the doorbell without delay.

"Who..." Winnie was shocked to see Jean when she cout. She m bustled to the door eager to stop Jean from entering. “Why are you here!" "I'm not here for you. Get out of my way." X