Edgar and His Destined Wife
Chapter 327

Chapter 327 Tomorrow and Tragedy

Sam burst into fury upon hearing Quinn. He took out all the anger from the indignity he experienced today on Quinn and gripped her wrist hard. "Don't disobey me. You cannot leave me unless I'm tired of you." "Don't forget. Your brother still owes a lot of gambling debt." "If you don't pay his debt, your family..."

Quinn's red lips curved into a smile. "It seems you have no idea. My brother jumped off a building and killed himself last night." Sam was stunned. In the next second, Quinn raised her hand and slapped him. As they were in public, many people glanced at them. Furthermore, Sam was a lot older than Quinn. There was also a significant gap between their appearances. Thus, many people began to whisper amongst themselves.

Sam quickly took out his sunglasses, fearing people would recognize him. Quinn's smile grew even more apparent as she went to hug Sam. She knew Jean was taking photos.

Then, she whispered into his ear. "Don't look for me. I have evidence that you forced yourself on me. If you threaten me, I will release everything, so everyone knows what kind of monster you are."

After all, she had nothing to lose. Now that she had gotten free of her leech of a brother, it was time for her freedom.

Then, she let go of her hand, grabbed her small backpack, and took the escalator to the security checkpoint.

Sam could only look on with anger and frustration. He soon left.

Jean was quite satisfied with the photos she took. She bumped the stunned Ben with her elbow and said, "Let's go."

"You have better explain to me. What's going on?"

As they left, Jean briefly explained Quinn and her plan to him.

Ben was utterly shocked.

"That old b*stard!"

Jean glanced out of the window and grunted softly in the affirmative.

"You should expose him now and humiliate him so he can never leave his house." Ben wanted to help Quinn seek revenge for what she suffered.

It saddened him that she was under that scoundrel's control for five years.

Jean looked at the scenery and replied softly, "It's not the right time yet."

She still had another matter that she needed to replace out.

Even if she released the scandalous materials, it would not cause much damage to Sam but make things complicated for her.

Ben heard her response and felt she sounded more tired than usual.

"Would you like to travel overseas with me to relax? I have a project overseas. It is..." As he was still speaking, he suddenly realized Jean had fallen asleep.

Thus, he looked away and sighed. "I'll send you home."

Jean slept unusually well that night.

She had returned to her childhood in her dream when her father brought her with him to the countryside for sightseeing. Then, they came to the village where Mr. Jevin stayed. She saw him waving at her from afar.

"Kid, you still have a long life. You must live well," Mr. Jevin said.

He then turned around and walked away, gradually disappearing from her sight.

"No..."

Jean opened her eyes and realized it was a dream.

She took out her phone to check the time. It was four in the morning. There were two messages from Edgar.

She read the messages and felt her heart beating fast.

Then, she called him on the phone. "Which hospital is he at? I'll head there now."

She rushed out of bed and refused to believe her dream was a premonition. It turned out Mr. Jevin had a medical emergency in the middle of the night and had been sent to a hospital in the city. When she rushed to the hospital, the doctors were still trying to save Mr. Jevin.

Edgar stood still outside the operating room. When he saw Jean had rushed here without her coat, he frowned, walked to her, and draped his jacket over her shoulders.

Jean tried to push it away but to no avail.

"How's Mr. Jevin?"

"Not good." As soon as Edgar said that, the operating room door opened.

A doctor came out and pulled down his mask. "I'm sorry. We've done everything we could."

Susan returned from dealing with the hospital paperwork and heard those words. She crouched in a corner and cried loudly. Everyone along the corridor could hear her grief. "Brother! How can you leave me all alone?"

Jean felt tears welling up in her eyes. She went to help Susan up and comforted her gently.

Since Mr. Jevin had no children, there was no one to grieve with Susan.

Edgar assigned someone to arrange the funeral. Around this time, Jean learned from Susan that Edgar had been helping Mr. Jevin all these years.

It turned out he was not as heartless as he seemed.

"If not for Mr. Royden, my brother and I could not have survived. I understand Mr. Royden wanted to atone for what had happened then. But to us, the matter was all in the past."

Tears fell from Susan's eyes as she spoke.

Suddenly, reporters rushed in. No one knew how they got the news.

"I heard a certain Mr. Jevin from Riverine Village reveal a voice recording from many years ago. Someone gave him a large sum of money to retract his statement and accuse Gary Eyer as the culprit for purchasing the materials. In actuality, it was someone else who did it."

"Mr. Royden, do you know about this matter?"

Edgar's gaze immediately turned fierce. "Who let you in?"

The reporters were frightened by his intimidating gaze and retreated from him. However, they wanted to be the first to cover this news, so they soon continued to push forward.

"Mr. Royden, I heard this matter not only concerned Gary. It also involved your father..."

"Leave!"

Edgar ordered fiercely and summoned people to clear the reporters.

Soon, the reporters were chased out of the hospital. Then, the corridor became quiet again.

Susan pursed her lips and wept. "That's impossible. My brother would never expose the matter. He has been hiding this secret for decades. Why would he tell anyone?" Edgar's gaze darkened.

"Sir, you must trust him. It must be someone acting in secret to ruin his name."

Who could be so evil that they are willing to taint a recently deceased man's reputation for their cause?

"Jean, can you help me to take care of Susan?" Edgar came to stand before them. “I need to make a trip to the village."

Although Jean did not know why he needed to go there, she nodded solemnly. "Don't worry. I will bring Susan to stay at my house."

"Sure."

Edgar looked deep into her eyes before turning around and walking down the steps.

Mr. Jevin's funeral would be held on the morning of the day after tomorrow. Edgar would likely be back by then.

Susan was a lot calmer after leaving the hospital. She would sometimes speak to Jean a little.

However, Jean could tell that Susan was only pretending to be okay.

"Susan, you don't have to pretend to be fine. If you don't feel well, I can walk with you." Jean understood how it felt to lose a loved one suddenly.

She remembered thinking she was all alone in the world. It was scary to think that she had to continue with life alone.

Susan shook her head.

"My body has also been unwell all this while. I knew this day would come, and I was long prepared to face it. However..." Susan choked up again. Jean gave her a tissue.

Susan used it to wipe her tears. Then, she shook her head and said, “Human life is too short. While you still have time, you must not leave any regret. Certain matters must not be kept to yourself. You might never have the chance if you don't say anything."

Tomorrow and tragedy. No one knows which will come first.