Edgar and His Destined Wife
Chapter 341

Chapter 341 His Purpose

No one would have the courage to perform such a bold act in front of the entire city. "Okay, but I'm treating you," Jean grinned. She also wanted to thank Ben for all of his assistance throughout this time. Her strategy would not have worked out as well without him.

The two went out of the mall together, but Edgar's vehicle blocked them as soon as they got to the entrance. The window of the automobile was slid down, and a very unimpressed face erupted.

His voice was vehemently angry as he talked. Edgar ordered Jean to get in the car. "Edgar, you have no right to impede my personal freedom." The man frowned, "Would you prefer to get in by force?" His eyes were so dark. Jean thought she was talking to someone else. Ben stood in front of Jean at the right time and looked at Edgar defensively, "She still has something to discuss with me. If you want to discuss business, do it tomorrow."

Anyone with a discerning eye could tell that Edgar was furious.

As for where the anger came from, it was directed at Jean and her newfound cooperation with Ranford International.

Jean couldn't help scowling. She hadn't noticed that Edgar was turning more than narrow-minded before.

But what she didn't know was that Edgar wasn't all because of business.

He stared straight at Jean with daggers and then said coldly, "My patience is waning."

A stalemate was pointless.

As more and more people walked into the shopping mall, there was already a long queue behind Edgar's car. Jean gritted his teeth.

"Ben, I'll replace you next time."

She opened the car door with a stern look in her eyes, "Edgar, let's go."

Edgar instructed the driver to take the wheel while he adjusted his watch.

Although Jean had anticipated Edgar's arrival, he came too quickly, and she did her best to devise an excuse to handle it while she was still on the road.

However, the automobile came to a sudden stop at Eyer's house gate.

"I believe that this location is ideal." He gently turned around as he finished speaking, his frigid eyes reflected over Jean's eyes.

To remind herself to stay awake, Jean rubbed her fingertips on her palm.

"I know what you're going to say, but it's pointless for you to try to contact me since I have already agreed to a contract with Mr. Campbell and sold all of my Reece's shares to her." She beat Royden this time. Therefore, she's already won!

She noticed the man's eyes flash a hint of astonishment.

Jean's heart was happy, even if it only lasted for a split second. Finally, she took an unexpected action.

He soon hid that emotion and remarked, "That's not important," in a cold tone.

Jean frowned.

"Then I have nothing to say to you."

As she said, she took a few steps forward to open the door.

"Edgar, stop."

He tightened his deathly grip.

"Edgar, you've had enough!"

Jean was annoyed, and she shook her arm vigorously. She struggled, but it was hopeless.

She took a deep breath and raised her eyes to look at him, "If you want to discuss business matters, I have just made it clear that there is a fair competition between Edgar and me, and you have no right to interfere with me. If you want Reece's shares, fine. Sort that out with Serena herself.”

Serena Campbell owned so many shares of Reece's at the time that she found it difficult to yield to Edgar.

Edgar would have to risk more if he wanted to win over brilliance.

Jean was eager to see this, and for a good reason.

"It's just a little money, I don't pay attention to it."

As he said so, he stared into Jean's eyes.

Jean felt really uncomfortable when he abruptly drew close.

He simply closed the distance the more she shied away.

Jean inhaled deeply and said, "Edgar, I'll call the police if you come up to me like this again. You don't feel embarrassed, but I do."

Now, none of them were lovers, nor were they husband and wife. He had no right to impede her independence, and he had no right to make physical contact with her. Jean would be prepared to overlook it if he had to raise a fuss.

"Do you not want to visit me because of this? You can always locate Ben if you need him. Ben is competent." His statements exhibited a certain amount of patience. When Jean opened her eyes, his menacing stare met hers.

She said between gritted teeth, "In my opinion, he's dozen times better than you and more of a man than you can ever amount." Rage flickered in him.

With a light push, he put his hand behind Jean and opened the door.

Then, he turned around, and with Jean in his arms, he pressed against the wall.

The familiar chest carried a scorching temperature, instantly sweeping away all of Jean's rationality.

All her struggles were in vain, Edgar restrained her two wrists with one hand and the other against her lips. She couldn't make a sound.

When Jean came back to his senses, only the man's heavy breathing was left in her ears.

"I don't want to hear such a thing, so don't ever repeat that."

Jean bit the corner of her lips, "Who wants anything to do with you? Get lost!"

"I won't."

Jean's eyes widened. Edgar took off his coat and walked straight into her kitchen as if this was his home.

"Edgar, believe it or not, I will call the police now!"

Jean couldn't bear it anymore; she couldn't figure out what this man's intentions were. This kind of passive acceptance made her feel very uncomfortable. Edgar put his suit on the back of the chair and said lightly, "I'll leave after I finish cooking for you."

Jean's tone turned cold, "No."

"We still have much to talk about." He turned his head to look at Jean, with a serious expression in his eyes, "Jean, let's remarry."

If it wasn't for the look in his eyes, Jean would have wondered if there was something wrong with his mind.

The anger that could not be hidden in her heart surged up.

"You've really lost it!"

Jean opened the door, "Are you going or not?"

Edgar said in a deep voice, "I'm serious, this is the condition for me to help you hide your relationship with Gigi. You should think seriously about it."

He threatened her with such a thing. Jean was infuriated.

Jean stood outside the kitchen, watching him.

As with their destroyed marriage, there is no going back after many things are lost in this life. Attempting to mend it is only a pipe dream.

But Edgar brought up the same issue once more.

If he had to drag her back into that chasm, would he be content?

But what else could she do than give him her consent?

Jean took a few steps and stepped cautiously into the living room. She needed to be careful.

After thirty minutes, she was presented with a bowl of soup and a dish of stir-fried veggies, but Edgar did not press her to eat. Instead, he quietly departed.

But the last thing he spoke before departing was poisonous, seeping into Jean's body.

He stated: "You have three days to consider it. If you don't consent, I will reveal that you and Gigi are sisters."