Edgar and His Destined Wife
Chapter 116

Chapter 116 Passable

Gigi panicked as she sensed Edgar's cold gaze. She approached him, attempting to latch to his shirt and act coy. However, Edgar stepped away before she could reach him.

Then, Miles knocked on the door. "Mr. Royden, Mr. Shaw would like to discuss some matters with you."

"Sure." Edgar stood up and looked at Gigi indifferently. "We should stop seeing each other for a while. Let's take the time to calm down."

After saying that, he left Gigi without a backward glance. Gigi sat slumped on his office couch with eyes full of hatred. "Jean! This is all your fault!"

...

Meanwhile, Jean had a boring and uneventful day trapped in the villa. A few housekeepers came to the villa before noon. However, Edgar had likely given them instructions. Thus, they worked quietly and pretended not to notice Jean's presence.

It felt like she was invisible. "When did Edgar buy this house?"

"What's for lunch?"

"Why won't you talk to me?"

The housekeepers remained silent no matter what Jean said. Thus, Jean gave up and went to the bedroom to sleep. By the time she woke up, it was evening.

She felt thirsty and headed to the kitchen. Suddenly, she heard someone talking on the phone. "Halt that case for now. Andy, this is not how you do business." Edgar held a cup of coffee and suddenly glanced in Jean's direction.

Since there were no women's clothes in the villa, the housekeeper had helped Jean put on Edgar's clothes last night. It was a T-shirt with a round collar. The T-shirt was a little too big for her and became like a short dress on her body.

Edgar could not help but notice her slender legs below the T-shirt.

He gripped his phone tightly and looked away as he walked past her.

Jean leaned away from him as she did not want to touch him in any way. However, she did not notice the knives on the table and nearly bumped into them.

"Careful."

Edgar extended his arm and grabbed her by her waist.

Meanwhile, Andy narrowed his eyes on the other end. He was quite sure that he heard a woman's voice and smiled at Gigi beside him.

"Edgar, who are you with..."

"There's no one. That's all for now. We will continue the discussion tomorrow."

He hung up right after saying that.

Jean could still feel his arm around her waist and pushed at him with a frown. "Thank you. You can let go now."

Edgar looked deep into her eyes before letting go. "Be careful.”

"You should let me go then. Once I am out of this house, I won't damage your things."

Edgar's expression turned cold.

"Do you wish to leave?"

Jean could not hold back her anger anymore. "Are you expecting me to live here with you? Mr. Royden, what you're doing is unlawful detention. Do you know I can sue you?" Edgar suddenly broke out a chuckle.

Jean glared at him and wondered if he had gone insane.

However, before she could say anything, Edgar let go of her waist and walked past her to enter the kitchen. "You can leave once you have recovered."

Jean stood stunned to her spot.

"Are you worried I would sue Gigi if I leave?"

After saying that, Jean snorted coldly. "I'm not despicable like you."

If I want to bring down Royden Group, I would not use such an underhanded method.

It turns out he is willing to do this much for her.

Jean swallowed down the anger in her heart and glanced toward the kitchen. However, Edgar acted as if he did not hear her.

He was focused on cooking.

Soon, he placed two plates of spaghetti on the table.

Jean arched an eyebrow and asked, "You prepared one for me?"

Edgar nodded solemnly. "I won't let you starve in this house."

"Did you poison this?"

Jean looked up and saw Edgar had already started eating his portion.

Although he is heartless, I don't think he plans to kill me. Otherwise, he wouldn't have saved me and even brought a doctor here.

It was Jean's first time tasting Edgar's cooking. She found it unexpectedly delicious. After taking a few bites, she began wolfing down the food.

"How's the taste?" Edgar finished his first and watched Jean gobbling up hers. He pushed a tissue toward her.

However, Jean mumbled with her mouth full of spaghetti. "It's passable."

Edgar's eyes crinkled with a hint of smile. He took a tissue and dabbed it at the corner of Jean's mouth. "Eat more slowly."

At that moment, his fingers accidentally brushed against her cheek.

Both of them were stunned.

Jean came to her senses first and stood up before returning to her room angrily.

On the other hand, Edgar stood still and took a deep breath. He forced desires back into his heart and did not wish to think about them. Instead, he cleared the plates alone and returned to the study. In the late night, the villa was quiet, like a lone island in the middle of an ocean.

Jean lay in her bed and could not stop thinking about Edgar.

Why did he cook for me?

He probably had to cook dinner for himself, so he made some for me.

But why did he....

Jean furrowed her brow and could not fall asleep no matter how hard she tried. She walked to the door and saw the light in the study was still on.

Thus, she hurried there and knocked on the door. "Edgar, can we talk?"

I can promise not to sue Gigi as long as I can leave tomorrow morning.

However, there was no response from inside.

Jean tilted her head and pushed the door gently. She could not replace Edgar.

Thus, she pursed her lips in frustration and was about to turn around to leave when she found herself pulled against a warm chest.

"Don't sneak up on me like this!"

Edgar looked down at her. He could not help but gulp as he looked at her standing so close to him, dressed in his clothes. Then, he gripped her wrist and pulled her into the study.

Thud!

Edgar shut the door.

Jean struggled nervously. "Let me go. I'm here to talk to you. I'm leaving tomorrow, and you must let me go."

"Huh?"

Edgar's eyes suddenly burned with indiscernible emotion.

Jean said through gritted teeth. "If you let me go, I'll promise not to sue Gigi. Furthermore, I can pretend my injury never happened."

"Why?"

Edgar felt hot and bothered, but Jean did not seem to feel anything.

"I don't want to stay in the same house as you."

That was the truth.

Edgar narrowed his gaze and looked at Jean's determined expression. He instantly gathered his thoughts.

When we were married, didn't she wish I would go home to her every night?

Now... Things have changed.

I must be tired from work. That's probably why I feel dissatisfied.

Edgar stood still and did not speak. Jean panicked when she saw him like this and pushed him away. "Since you didn't say anything, I'll assume you agree." Then, she pushed the door and left immediately.

Her heart was beating rapidly. She returned to her room, locked the door, and dived under the blanket.

I need a good sleep!

I will be free from this place tomorrow morning.

However, things didn't go as she expected. By the time Jean woke up, Edgar had left the villa. Then, the housekeeper approached her and said, "Mr.

Royden is going on a business trip for two days. You can stay here alone."

Stay here alone?

Jean rolled her eyes and was rendered speechless.

In the end, he still insists on locking me in here until my wound recovers!