Edgar and His Destined Wife
Chapter 313

Chapter 313 Enviable

Jean stayed up late into the night before she was done listing out a checklist of things that she had to take care of.

If she lost the lawsuit and couldn't free herself from it, then Eyer Group and the Eyer family's property had to be entrusted to trustworthy people.

The night went on, and the moonlight outside spilled onto the edge of the table. She looked at the photographs on the table, and her heart winced in pain. She could only do so much to protect Gigi's reputation As for whether Gigi would believe the truth once she found out about it, Jean wasn't sure. She didn't want to think about it either. It was Gigi's decision.

Jean just wanted to have a clear conscience. "Dad, your spirit in the heavens can rest in peace. I will take care of everything." Jean looked at the time and was just about to shut her computer down and go to sleep.

A new window popped up on the screen with the news. 'The president of Royden Group and his beautiful wife have registered their marriage.'

Jean's hand that was holding the mouse tightened suddenly.

After being dumbfounded for a moment, she clicked on the link. Paparazzi took photos of Edgar and Gigi's figures going and coming out of city hall together.

Edgar was wearing the same clothes, and his expression wasn't clear. Gigi, who was following him from behind, seemed very relaxed. It was as though she had achieved her desires.

Jean looked at it for a while more before she shut her computer down with complicated feelings.

"It's fine. It's passed."

The next day, at the Royden's family villa, Gigi lay on the double bed, and her eyes were filled with glee. She finally became Mrs. Royden!

Although city hall was still processing the registration and they hadn't gotten their marriage license yet, she had instructed for her luggage to be brought into Royden Residence. Edgar couldn't go back on his word again.

Susan knocked on the door.

"Ms..."

She had just opened her mouth when Gigi chided her sharply, "Call me Mrs. Royden or Madam Royden!"

Susan panicked, and she lowered her head humbly at once. "Mrs. Royden, lunch is ready."

Gigi smiled in a pleased manner. She walked down the stairs ecstatically after instructing, "Prepare afternoon tea. The snacks must be delicious. I want to invite a few of my friends over to have fun." Susan nodded, but in her heart, she felt like it wasn't very appropriate for Gigi to do so.

After all, Edgar had never liked to interact with those from the entertainment industry and rarely had guests over to the house. But Gigi considered herself to be the mistress of the house, so Susan respected her wishes and didn't say anything else.

Gigi ate slowly and took a few pictures as she lay on the couch.

Soon, the friends that she had invited arrived, with Mona in the lead. They were all from the socialite circle and exclaimed in admiration that the house was so big and beautiful once they stepped through the doors.

"Gigi, I'm so envious that you can stay in such an amazing house!"

"You've married Edgar just as you've wanted to. As expected, you've made it thanks to your son. It's amazing."

"Gigi, if you see any outstanding men by Edgar's side, you have to introduce him to me. It's fine even if he's divorced!"

When she heard the word 'divorced', Gigi's expression changed.

She held an exquisite teacup and snorted lightly. "So what if he's divorced? Edgar used to be married. It was because he has experienced a painful and difficult marriage that he saw my good qualities." "Mr. Royden!"

Gigi saw her friends look behind her in fright.

She immediately turned around. Edgar must have heard her shooting her mouth off.

Gigi gripped the back of her chair and immediately greeted him with a smile on her face. "Edgar, didn't you say that you weren't coming back today?"

Edgar was welcomed by so many strangers sitting and having tea once he stepped into his house. He had an unpleasant expression.

He smelled the scent of perfume on Gigi and pushed her hands away subtly. "Come with me."

He was being gracious enough to her by not chasing those people away.

If she had been more tactful, she would have made them leave.

But Gigi didn't have a trace of self-control. She followed Edgar into the bedroom and smiled as she went close to him. "I really missed you."

"Don't you miss your son? You moved here without a second thought for your son." Edgar's eyes slowly turned cold. "Since I have to take responsibility for my son, you should let me see him at the very least." Gigi froze.

She still hadn't thought of a way to deal with the mole at the bridge of the child's nose because he was still too small. She could only send him overseas before she thought of a solution.

She bit the corner of her lips and said slowly, "Of course, I miss him too, but I've gotten a lot of jobs recently, and I have to start working as soon as possible. I have to work hard so that I can give our child a better life."

Edgar only looked at her.

He would have believed anyone else who said the same thing.

Anyone but Gigi. He couldn't feel her sincerity at all.

Gigi didn't have the nerve to raise her head and look at his face. After hesitating for a while, she said, "Edgar, how is our marriage registration going?"

She had bribed the paparazzi to release news reports, as well as invited Mona and her friends to the house to pressure him so that it would materialize.

"I have to send our child overseas as soon as possible. I can't delay it any longer."

She was completely in her element as she played the emotional card.

Edgar stared straight at her. His eyes were dark and hard to decipher. He raised his hand to undo his tie and walked to Gigi one step at a time. His sharp gaze was about to pierce through her soul. "Like I previously said, give me the DNA test report, and I will immediately instruct them to finalize the marriage registration."

All he wanted was a definite result.

Gigi was about to cry again. "Why don't you trust me, Edgar?"

But Edgar ignored her no matter how much she cried. He turned and went into the bathroom.

Gigi stood where she was and stomped her feet in anger. She couldn't believe it. She had already moved in, but the position of Mrs. Royden still wasn't safely hers!

She immediately turned and walked out.

Mona and the rest were just about to leave. "Gigi, I think we should leave."

"Leave? Why? We're not done with our tea!"

Gigi wasn't pleased. She had just started talking and hadn't chatted to her heart's content.

Mona glanced at the others and lowered her voice, "We think that you and Mr. Royden have some things to talk about, so we don't want to disturb you. Let's meet another time." Although they said it, all of them could tell that Edgar didn't dote on Gigi very much.

At the heart of this marriage, Gigi was the one who was on the losing end.

"You..."

Gigi furrowed her brows and pushed the teacups off the table. "Alright. Leave. When I become more famous, I won't hang out with all of you anymore."

She turned and looked in the direction of the room. She called out to Susan, "Clean this. If Edgar asks about this, do you know what to say?"

Susan was at a loss as she shook her head.

"I will do as you instruct, Mrs. Royden."

"Tell him that you were the one who smashed it, alright?" Gigi sized Susan up and muttered, "I really can't get along with you. Must I teach you such a simple thing? Do you even have a brain?"

She walked into the kitchen in a huff after she said it.

Susan looked at the mess on the floor and shook her head slightly. She mumbled to herself, "She's worlds apart from Ms. Eyer."