Edgar and His Destined Wife
Chapter 332

Chapter 332 I'll Give You Another Chance

Nathan regained his composure and mumbled, "Could it be that it was Jean who exposed Sam's mistress too?" Edgar nodded with a solemn look, but his tone was rather relaxed. "Possibly."

"Try your best to get Jean back. Both of you are truly a perfect match. I bet you can't replace another person like her who knows you so well."

Although Gigi had been clinging onto Edgar all these years, she was clueless about Edgar's preference and couldn't fit into his circle. On the other hand, Jean was different. She could even discern the complicated situation and share the same opinion with Edgar coincidentally.

Edgar's eyes turned dull. He fidgeted his fingers and muttered, "I hope so too, but I'm afraid I've lost the chance." Just then, the sound of footsteps came forth from the outside. Nathan stood up immediately. When the door was opened, Edbert appeared at the entrance. "Hi, Mr. Edbert." Nathan greeted Edbert with a nod. Edbert looked at Edgar who was lying on the bed, and sighed in distress, "I wonder when he will come around..."

"Yeah, the doctor said..." Nathan couldn't bear to hide the truth from Edbert, seeing his worried look, but he was at a loss for words.

Suddenly, Gigi ran into the ward with a consent form and cried, "The doctor said Edgar needs brain surgery. What are we going to do?"

Nathan was shocked. Brain surgery? Did we cross the line this time? I've never discussed this with the doctors about this 'treatment'. Edgar is totally normal. If he undergoes this surgery, the consequences will be unpredictable.

Nathan freaked out and was at a loss. Edbert, too, wore a shocked look. He secretly observed Nathan and only averted his gaze after perceiving his concerned expression.

Then, he attempted to comfort Gigi. "The doctor must have made this decision after careful consideration. We have to trust their judgment. Let's get him to arrange the surgery as soon as possible. We have to try every method that can possibly save Edgar."

"No way! I don't agree!" Gigi squealed. "The doctor said that Edgar might not be able to come around if the surgery fails!" If that happens, I'm going to be a widow!

The commotion in the ward alerted the director of the hospital.

"We understand your feelings as the patient's family, but this is the best treatment option at this moment. Indeed, there are risks involved. However, the patient might never be able to regain consciousness if this situation drags on."

Gigi couldn't stop tearing up. "W-What if he dies in the surgery?" She covered her face and wept non-stop.

Finally, Edbert made the call. "Please proceed with the surgery."

Three hours later, Edgar was pushed into the operating room.

Meanwhile, Jean changed into a surgery gown next door and entered the operating room. In fact, the hospital had informed Nathan beforehand. This treatment plan was just a show for the outsiders, while Jean used her relationship with Zenith and took the chance to make the hospital think that Edgar had agreed with the surgery.

She walked into the operating room alone. After the nurses sterilized the room and left, she took a syringe and walked to the side of the operating table.

"Mr. Royden, I'll now inject the anesthetic."

Her voice which was projected through a mask sounded different. By the time Edgar recognized her voice, his arm was already injected with the liquid. He grasped Jean's wrist instantly. "Why are you here?"

He ripped off Jean's mask and exposed her smirk. "Shouldn't you be more concerned about what liquid I injected in you?"

Edgar frowned.

"It's the mental drug Melody injected in me, but it's still in its testing phase, so I'm not sure what effects this dosage will have."

Jean pulled out her hand from Edgar's grip. "Should I call Gigi and the others in?"

Edgar lay on the table and mumbled, "No."

He was careless and had overlooked Jean.

Seeing Edgar remain unruffled the next second, Jean furrowed her brows and asked, "Aren't you worried at all if the plan fails? If you really undergo brain surgery, you might..."

"To me, it's a relief to die in your hands."

Jean's heart skipped a beat when she heard that. Her brows remained knitted while the words stuck in her throat.

"I only want to die in your hands." Edgar hummed in a deep, affectionate voice.

Jean dug her nails into her palm so that she remained sober. Gritting her teeth, she stared at the man on the operating table. "I recorded the conversation just now. Guess how interesting things will become if I send the recording to Sam Reece." Jean blinked. "You put so much effort into this plan; one of the goals is to break up with Gigi. Am I right?"

"Mm-hmm." Edgar closed his eyes and asked unhesitantly, "What's your condition?"

"I'll help you catch the spy within Royden Group; you have to agree to give Eyer Group three projects." Jean stared at Edgar and said firmly.

"That's all?" Edgar curled his lips. The smile on his handsome face was captivating.

"Jean, you're too easily content. You won't easily get a golden chance like this next time." Edgar spat word by word. At that moment, Jean even suspected that Edgar had known she would come! The latter tilted his head and stared at Jean as if he could see through her.

"I'll give you another chance."

Jean looked at him - his face appeared more pale compared to the blue bedsheet and white wall at the back.

Suddenly, Edgar furrowed his brows and collapsed backward. At first, Jean wasn't bothered by him, but he remained motionless even after a while.

"Drop the act, Edgar Royden." The truth was, that the liquid Jean injected into him was merely IV fluid, so it shouldn't cause syncope or any adverse effects. She was just bluffing him. However, there was no response from Edgar, no matter how she called out to him.

"Stop pretending already. I can tell you're just putting on an act!" Jean squealed while pulling Edgar.

Nonetheless, Edgar still showed no response, as if he had gone into a coma. Jean's hands started trembling uncontrollably.

"You..." Her heart palpitated wildly. "I'll call Nathan right away. P-Please hang in there!"

She took out her phone. Her hands were trembling so intensely that she could hardly key in the password on her phone, and she became more flustered. Out of panic, she accidentally dropped her phone on the floor. She quickly crouched down to pick up the phone, but a hand grasped her from the back all of a sudden.

The next second, Jean fell into Edgar's arms. "Are you so afraid of me dying?" Edgar whispered beside her ear.