Edgar and His Destined Wife
Chapter 158

Chapter 158 Uncontrollable Tears

Jean tutted seeing Gigi getting into a car. Tightening his grip on the steering wheel, Edgar stepped on the accelerator and tailed the car. Jean was not bothered by Edgar as she was excited to see the upcoming show.

Soon, Gigi's car stopped at a middle-class neighborhood, but the house she went into was a three-story villa. This is getting interesting. Jean smirked.

She turned to the side to look at Edgar. Sure enough, his expression was extremely gloomy at that moment while his gaze was fixated on the direction in which Gigi was headed to. "Are all you women like this?"

Edgar's voice emerged in the tense atmosphere. Jean furrowed her brow. "What do you mean?"

The next second, she perceived the extreme coldness in Edgar's eyes. Gritting her teeth, she retorted, "You're the one having bad taste. Don't assume that everyone is like Gigi. It's not the first time she deceived you anyway."

Jean never gossiped behind others' backs, but she was truly annoyed by Edgar's gaze just now. Edgar turned his head aside with a frown. Then, he got out of the car to make a call.

A few minutes later, Gigi ran out of the villa crying while Linda chased her from behind. Following that, both of them got into the car and left.

Jean cast a glance at Edgar, who wore a straight face. Nevertheless, she could sense that he was at the edge of losing his cool, so she decided not to provoke him further.

With that, she turned her head to the side as she was not interested in continuing looking at Edgar. While on the way back, Jean closed her eyes and fell asleep.

When she woke up, she was left alone in the car which was parked in front of Edgar's villa while Edgar was nowhere to be seen. How can he ditch me in the car just like that?! I could've been frozen to death! Jean cursed inwardly.

After that, she got out of the car and walked toward the villa. Suddenly, she saw two figures in front of her. Upon taking a closer look, she realized they were Edgar and Gigi.

She secretly followed them along the bushes.

"Please trust me, Edgar. It was just an ordinary dinner. I didn't cheat on you." Gigi whimpered while tugging at Edgar's hand.

On the other hand, Edgar remained silent with a stone-cold face.

"They knew I'm married to you. Now that I'm your woman, who in Yorktown would dare to mess around with me?" While saying that, Gigi leaned her body against Edgar's arms. "Besides, I'm pregnant now. The baby is growing in my belly. Of course, I'll be more mindful!"

"You're mindful?"

Edgar's eyes were as cold as ice. Lowering his head, he grasped Gigi's wrist and hissed, "Do you think that I don't know how you dress up normally? Are you really mindful enough for the sake of this child?" Truth was, Gigi often wore high-heels, heavy makeup, and all kinds of accessories.

Not only that, she frequently visited nightclubs and wasn't like someone who genuinely cared about the infant.

"I..." Gigi whined even louder as if she was utterly wronged. "I don't wish to give up my acting career. I don't want to be a housewife after getting married to you."

Give up her career and become a housewife?

Edgar was reminded of Jean. Back then, she gave up the opportunity to study overseas for the sake of their wedding, but he was absorbed in the pleasure of seeking revenge.

He was a little flustered when he heard Gigi saying these words in front of him now. Because of their short-lived marriage, Jean sacrificed her youth.

"Edgar, please stop being mad at me, alright?"

Edgar was not moved even after Gigi continued crying relentlessly. So, she had no choice but to give in. "I'll stay home from now on, prepare meals for you, and wait for you to come home. Okay?" She lifted her head. Her makeup was ruined by the tears, but she actually looked cleaner than her usual look with heavy makeup.

But...

Edgar shoved her hands away and blurted, "Go back to your home. Don't come and replace me before I figure out how to settle our relationship."

The statement was like a death sentence to Gigi.

"No!"

Gigi dashed up and grasped Edgar's coat like a lunatic. "Edgar, please put yourself in my shoes. In this era, no one will give up their own life for the sake of marriage!"

Just then, Jean accidentally touched a thorn from the bush, causing blood to ooze out from her skin.

Frowning, she heard a cold voice come forth in the night breeze, yet it was pleasing to her ear. "But Jean did it!"

Jean gazed toward Edgar and saw him standing at the villa's entrance with his hands in his pockets. His expression was difficult to read, but Jean could tell that he harbored no hatred toward her when he said that.

Instead, his tone was tinged with empathy and regret.

Jean's hand trembled. How would Edgar possibly say something like that? Does he even care about my safety and my sacrifice in the past?

Jean lowered her head as she sunk into deep thoughts.

On the other hand, Gigi was startled. "Until now, you're still thinking of that woman, aren't you?"

"She's my ex-wife. If you want to become my wife, you have to accept that comparison is inevitable." Edgar blurted coldly and walked toward the car. Gigi stood at the spot and allowed the cold wind to blow at her. After some time, Edgar still didn't return, so she stomped in anger and left in the van.

Meanwhile, Jean only regained her composure after Gigi left. When she wanted to walk out from the bush, it was too late.

"Come out," Edgar ordered gloomily as he stared fixedly at the bush.

Jean pouted. "I'm just strolling around because I'm bored."

She wouldn't admit that she was eavesdropping on their conversation.

To her surprise, Edgar didn't reprimand her. Instead, he hummed in response and pulled her out from the bush.

When he touched Jean's hand, he frowned and put a jacket on her. "Didn't I put this on you in the car just now? Why didn't you wear it before getting out of the car? Don't you know the temperature can be very low at night?"

Jean was dumbfounded at the series of questions.

A faint scent of men's perfume from the jacket wafted into her nose. "I didn't notice it. I thought you wanted to freeze me to death." She mumbled.

Edgar was rendered speechless. "Let's go in." He said in resignation.

When they walked side by side back to the villa, Jean stopped bringing Gigi up to provoke Edgar.

Even before Jean slept, Edgar's words were still lingering in her mind. "But Jean did it."

Her heart ached. She shrunk her body under the blanket as tears rolled down her cheeks.

She hated her old self more than anyone else. She was obsessed with Edgar and only came to her senses after Edgar caused her family's bankruptcy.

She couldn't recall what was on her mind back then. Nonetheless, her father wouldn't force her to marry Edgar if she didn't agree. So, Jean thought she only had herself to blame.