Edgar and His Destined Wife
Chapter 336

Chapter 336 I Won't Touch Other Women

Sitting at the other end of the couch, Edgar stared at Jean with a half-smile. Jean dug her nails into her palm and placed her phone on the table. "When did you replace out about it?"

"Find out about what?" Edgar acted dumb. Jean had no intention of beating around the bush with him, so she directly said, "The relationship between Gigi and I." Edgar leaned against the couch and uttered in a deep voice, "It doesn't matter when I found out about it. Now, the more important question is what you plan to do next." Jean couldn't possibly hide the truth from Gigi forever - she had to tell her sooner or later. However, given Gigi's personality, she might not accept the truth in peace.

If her identity remained as the daughter of the Reece family, she would inherit all the family's assets as the only daughter. In contrast, if her real identity was made known to the public, Sam would not leave a penny for her.

No matter how obstinate Gigi was, she was Jean's only family member in this world. Even without asking, Edgar could imagine how distressed Jean was during that period. He didn't want to force her, but the public would sooner or later discover the truth. It would be better to think of a way now than to mull over it when the time came. Edgar didn't want to see Jean being troubled by this matter.

"That's my personal affair; none of your business."

Edgar smirked as if he had expected her to say so.

"I see. Then I shall call Miles now and ask him to disseminate the news." Edgar pretended to take out his phone. He had grasped Jean's emotions.

"Don't." Jean gritted her teeth indignantly. "What can I do to make you let go of me? That's the internal affair of the Eyer family and has nothing to do with you. Moreover, you already plan to ditch her anyway, don't you?"

Jean knew how ruthless Edgar could be.

"Yeah." Edgar's eyes darkened. "I've never thought of allowing her to enter the Royden family. If it wasn't for the sake of the child, I would have gotten rid of her already. Unfortunately, she and Andy gave me a reason not to hesitate about it anymore."

While saying that, Edgar dialed Miles' number in front of Jean.

"You may begin."

Then, he placed his phone on the table. Three minutes later, he was bombarded with calls from Royden Group's directors, including a few incoming calls from Edbert.

Turning around, Edgar stared at the horizon afar and said coldly, "To you, I might be a merciless person, but I have no choice - the world is cruel. I have to get the upper hand in order to survive. Otherwise, I would be the one thrown into the sea."

Jean was tongue-tied. What Edgar said was true. If he didn't put on an act but indeed suffered a brain injury, he would have been swallowed by sea creatures.

Indeed, Andy was more ruthless than him, and there was nothing wrong for him to protect himself.

With her eyes downcast, Jean asked softly, "How do you plan to deal with the Reeces?"

Edgar tilted his head and asked in return, "How do you wish me to deal with them? If you ask, I might let Gigi off."

"Really?" Jean's eyes lit up, but they soon turned dull again. She didn't want Edgar to meddle with her affairs, and she knew she had no right to manipulate his thoughts and decisions.

Perceiving her mind, Edgar casually took a glass of red wine from the wine rack and turned around elegantly.

His voice sounded as if it emerged from a faraway place and tugged at Jean's heartstrings.

"We should have had a calm talk long ago." Jean frowned. I've never thought of arguing with you, so there's nothing to talk about between us.

"I'm sorry for your father's demise." Edgar initiated the topic. He had been avoiding this matter because he was worried that Jean was not mentally prepared yet. However, it was just a matter of time before this sore point had to be addressed.

Instantly, Jean clenched her fist and stood up with the intention to leave.

Edgar grasped her wrist emphatically with his warm hand. "I was overseas when that incident happened."

"So what?" Jean took a deep breath. When she spun to face him, her eyes were brimmed with tears. "Indeed, you're not the one who killed my father personally, but everything you did had driven him to the corner!" Jean finally spat out the words that were buried in her heart. After so long, her accumulated hesitation and struggle burst forth at that moment.

She wanted to tell Edgar all the more that he had hated the wrong person, and because of that, her family was ruined. However, the words stuck in her throat as tears continued streaming down her face.

Ever since she discovered that her father had been long aware of Edgar's identity, her hatred had subsided. Besides, she knew nothing could bring her father back to life. If she continued harboring bitterness and resentment, it would only hurt both her and Edgar.

However, she couldn't let it go - she was even more distressed whenever she saw the empty Eyer Residence. How she wished things could start all over again.

Agony spread across her face. Edgar wanted to touch Jean, but his hand paused mid-air while halfway reaching out to her.

He wanted to settle all the matters in one go, so he was too hasty and made a reckless move, causing Jean to be aggrieved. Otherwise, he wouldn't have forged a DNA report to deceive her. The truth was Edgar merely made a bet.

He bet that given how careful and meticulous Jean was, she wouldn't look out for Gigi unless they had a blood relation. She even went to prison in order to protect Gigi's dignity.

But alas, Gigi was clueless about the truth as she had been bewitched by Andy. The consequences could be dire if she continued with her wicked doings. Even if Edgar didn't go after her this time, she would be betrayed by Sam one day.

This time, Edgar had tried his best to minimize the harm toward Gigi, and he reckoned Jean should know that. The only reason that caused him to hesitate when making decisions was Jean.

The tension in the atmosphere gradually subsided as Jean stopped sobbing. The redness in her eyes faded too. When she lifted her face again, she wore a firm look.

"Edgar Royden, I can't bring myself not to hate you."

If I don't hate you, there'll be no reason for me to live.

"Sure." He blurted a short yet firm response.

"I rather you hate me for the rest of your life. I'm not afraid of you hating me; I'm only worried that you'll stop entangling with me." Edgar's face turned slightly red after he drank half a glass of red wine.

He took a few steps forward and caressed Jean's cheeks gently with his fingers. "Stop crying already, alright?"

Jean frowned and instinctively wanted to avoid his touch. However, Edgar kissed her cheeks the next second and wiped away her tears with his lips.

"I've never treated other women like this, including Gigi - I've never touched her."

Jean's pupils constricted at once. "That's none of my business!"

"Yeah. I just want you to know that I won't touch other women in this lifetime."