Edgar and His Destined Wife
Chapter 193

Chapter 193 Not Letting Go

The banquet had to be stopped abruptly because someone had been injured. The Knox family, including Mrs. Knox, all went to the hospital, because Edgar Royden was hurt!

Jean sat on a bench in the corridor. Her hands were stained with Edgar's blood. She lowered her eyes and kept silent. Her eyes were dim. Jean only got up when the doctor came out of the operation theatre. "The wound on his head has been bandaged. He'll need to pay attention to it when he goes home. The dressing has to be changed and the wound disinfected every day. Make sure he does not get wet, and come back in a week for a follow-up."

"Has he gained consciousness?" Nathan frowned. This was his first time seeing Edgar lose his rational. The doctor paused a while before answering. "Um. Not yet."

Everyone was still worried. "Grandma, I'll send someone to bring him back. You can go home first." Nathan said. Then, he ordered one of the maids to bring Mrs. Knox home.

"Well, you young chaps are too reckless and impulsive. You never think of the consequences of your actions." Mrs. Knox glared at everyone in the Sans family. "Mrs. Knox, we are really sorry. We..." "Hmph!" Mrs. Knox gripped onto her walking stick tightly and left coldly. Ally's father did not have the final say in the Sans family. The person who had it was her eldest uncle, Albert Sans.

He was sixty, yet he still controlled all of Sans Group's affairs. It wasn't because he refused to let go of this position but because the children in the family were all too childish to handle anything. When he heard that Tyler had injured Edgar Royden, he almost had a heart attack.

He quickly pinched Tyler's ear and pulled him toward the Knox family to apologize.

"Young Master Knox, how is Mr. Royden?" Albert Sans was very humble.

Nathan glared at him rudely and said, "Didn't you hear what the doctor said? He isn't awake yet. Your hopeless nephew can keep his life for a few more days."

He shall get his lesson when Edgar recovers.

"Yes, yes, you're right. I will definitely teach this useless trash a lesson when I get back. These are for Mr. Royden, so that he can recover quickly." Albert quickly gestured at his men to bring over a number of gift boxes.

"We don't need them. The Royden family can afford these themselves."

Nathan did not even spare a glance at Albert and walked straight to Jean.

'I will send him back to the Knox's villa. You..."

"I'll go too."

Jean replied in a low voice. But when she raised her head, her eyes were empty.

"Alright. Let's go."

Nathan's sixth sense was telling him that Edgar would want Jean to be by his side.

When Jean exited the hospital, it was already dark.

She saw the Knox family carrying an unconscious Edgar into the car.

Jean went to sit in the passenger's seat, but Nathan stopped her.

"We need someone to look after him at the back. My maid can't do it and I have to drive. You are the only one we have."

Jean originally wanted to refuse, but Edgar had gotten hurt because of her.

"Fine."

She sat on the left while Edgar sat on the right.

Before they went any further, Edgar leaned his head onto her shoulder.

"You..."

Jean wanted to push him away, but he was still unconscious. His eyes were closed and he looked cold and lonely.

Jean's outstretched hand froze in position until they reached the Royden's family villa.

"I'll get the room upstairs ready." Nathan got out of the car as soon as he finished speaking.

Before Jean could say anything, he was long gone.

She lowered her head and looked at Edgar; he was still unconscious. She felt a tinge of pain in her heart.

"I'm not even the Royden family's maid. You didn't have to take the blow for me!" She muttered softly.

She saw Edgar's eyelids flutter a little.

Jean frowned, and cautiously wriggled toward the left door.

But someone gripped her wrist as soon as she started to move.

She turned around and saw Edgar looking at her. The look in his eyes darkened as his gaze turned cold.

"Are you awake?"

As soon as Jean finished speaking, Edgar closed his eyes and fell unconscious once more, but his hand was still wrapped tightly around her wrist and he wouldn't let go.

Jean tried to shake his hand off for a long time but to no avail. She had no choice but to help him upstairs.

Nathan did not comment on their strange disposition when he saw them. "I shall leave Edgar in your care then."

"What?"

Before Jean could gather herself, Nathan had already gone downstairs and left the villa.

He sat in the car and breathed a sigh of relief. "Edgar, bro. I have done my best to help you."

Jean had no choice but to call Susan upstairs. Edgar's hand was wrapped so tightly around her wrist that she could not wriggle free of it no matter how hard she tried. "Why don't I get you a blanket, Ms. Eyer? So you can have a rest." Susan suggested embarrassedly.

Rest?

Jean looked around. Other than a double bed and Edgar Royden, there was nothing else beside her. Where could she rest?

Did Susan think that she would sleep with Edgar?

Was she kidding?

"It's alright, Susan. I'm not tired. You go and have a rest." Jean forced a smile.

There was nothing she could do at this point.

She could tear her clothes when their zipper got stuck but she couldn't saw off her arm now that he was holding onto her arm so tightly.

She shouldn't have such a strong sense of responsibility.

She shouldn't have cared. The Royden family was big; he would be taken care of!

However, the truth was, there was only Susan and a few maids in the Royden family villa.

When they got married, he was alone and it was still the same now.

It's always difficult to approach lonely people.

Perhaps it was because he had spent his life alone for so long that Jean could sense a cold aura emitting from him even though he was in coma. The aura seemed to stop people from approaching him. "I must be crazy." Jean frowned and looked away.

She tried wriggling her wrist out of his grasp again, but he was still holding onto her tightly.

She gritted her teeth and cursed under her breath. She had no choice but to sit on the carpet. She leaned her head against the bed to rest for a bit.

She had no idea when he would gain consciousness and let go of her.

Jean dozed off without her realizing it.

It was getting late into the night when the man on the bed opened his eyes. He gazed at Jean with his dark eyes.

He slowly tightened his left grip once more.

When he saw Jean frown uncomfortably, there was a hint of gentleness on his face.

His grip loosened, but he did not let go.

He turned sideways and stared at Jean for a while.

The screen of his phone lit up. It was a text message from Nathan. "What should we do about the Sans boy?"

Edgar's eyes turned colder.

He put down his phone and slowly closed his eyes.

It was a peaceful night.

Susan did not hear any sounds from the room upstairs. She was a little worried, so she took a blanket and went upstairs to take a look.

She pushed the door open slowly to see Jean lying beside Edgar. Although it wasn't a very intimate scene, it was peaceful and comfortable to look at.

Susan smiled.

How great would it be if they could stay this way? Why did they always have to be on opposite sides?

She closed the door gently and looked at the door lock.

Well, it was normal for houses to have some minor damages. For example, this door lock will sometimes break!