Edgar and His Destined Wife
Chapter 441

Chapter 441

"I can explain" The fire in his dissipated when he confirmed she had returned safely, but her next words lit it again.

"There's no need.I won't meddle in your marriage this time"

"You..." He throttled.

Nathan and Miles arrived shortly after.

"Why does the air around them feel bad?"

Nathan frowned as he worried.

"I feel like Ms.Eyer rejected Mr.Royden again" Miles piped.

Again? Nathan exhaled heavily.

I thought Jean's return would placate Edgar, but it's like adding fuel on the fire.

"If there's nothing else to discuss, please step aside."Jean hid the bag of medicine behind her, but she didn't have to worry as Edgar focused wholly on her face. "Do you really not mind if I marry Sherry?"

"Of course.I've said it many times.I think your memory has severely regressed." Jean said and then walked in.

Edgar was rooted to his spot.

The last bit of warmth in his eyes slowly extinguished.

"Edgar, don't worry.I'm sure she's just tired from being on a boat the whole day. Or maybe, she was frightened. How about you talk to her tomorrow?" Nathan did not know what else to say to lighten the situation. Edgar's face was void of emotion.

"There's no need. She's right."

I'm the one that's holding on and not letting go.

Jean doesn't even care, does she? He glanced at Eyer Residence and then turned around to leave.

The air around him was frosty, and he did not say a word in the car.It was like his spirit had left him.

"Miles, watch over him. Something's not right"

Miles nodded his head in understanding. He felt the same way.

Jean pushed open the front door and was shocked by the mess in front of her. She heard sounds from upstairs and hurried there.

"Susan!"

"Ms.Eyer, you're finally home! I'm at my wit's end."

Susan was sweating at the brow as she detained Gigi from knocking into more things.

Gigi looked pale. She had just fainted.

"Thanks, Susan. I'll take over."

Jean carried Gigi to the bed and dressed her wounds while Susan tidied the room. It took them two hours to finish.

Susan stood at the door; she opened her mouth after some thought, "Ms. Eyer, should we tell Mr.Royden? Ms. Reece will worry us more if she stays this way"

Susan shivered as she thought about what had just happened.

Jean shook her head, "You don't have to bother him. I will hire someone to look after her as soon as possible. Thanks for helping me out these two days; I'll pay you according to your wages" Susan sighed, "Ms.Eyer, you know I didn't mean it like that. I fear she might hurt you if you were home alone' "I know."

Jean hummed.

She understood Susan's feelings as she felt that way the entire time on the boat.

Susan quickly went over to help when she saw Jean clear the medicine and bandages away.

They did not realize that person on the bed had opened her eyes.

In the blink of an eye, Gigi had Jean in her grasp. Her grip was so tight her nails almost pierced the skin. Her eyes were ferocious with hatred.

"Why did you bring me back? Are you trying to kill me?" She repeatedly shouted, and her voice was getting hoarser.

But she was still weak, so she quickly depleted her energy and flopped down onto the bed, breathless.

"This..."

Susan hurriedly pulled Jean up.

There was blood on her arm from where Gigi exerted force.

The wound would have been deeper if she had been stronger.

"Ms.Eyer, let me clean the wound. It'll be bad if it gets infected." Susan wiped at it with alcohol, and Jean hissed from the pain.

Jean crinkled her brows.

There was an indescribable feeling in her gaze as she looked at Gigi.

"I don't care if you live or die, but my parents do. Even if you die, do it without me knowing." Jean spoke carefully.

"Ha! Why are you pretending to be a good person? I know you're the person who wants me dead the most! All of them are trying to make me, you!" Gigi said through gritted teeth.

It is all because of Jean that Sherry hates me.

Gigi looked at the needle wounds on her arm and mumbled, "The people who drugged me said I would forever be dependent on it. You should've let me die at sea' Jean had guessed Gigi must've gotten addicted to some drug.Charles' subordinate had let out a panic expression and segregated Gigi from the rest of the refugees to keep them safe. After all, it was part of their business. It was hard going cold turkey.

"Don't worry. You've gone through a week without it. You're almost there."

"It's been that long?" Gigi was surprised.

A spark grew in her eyes.

Susan slowly retreated from the room after cleaning Jean's wounds.

Gigi was confused by her thoughts.

She closed her eyes and spoke when she heard the door close, "I remember her. She works for the Royden family. Who knew that you would come out as the winner? Even Sherry cannot go up against you.l didn't take Edgar as such a loyal man"

There was a deep sorrow behind those words. It also confirmed Jean's guess that Sherry had sent Gigi abroad.

Those men who chased her with guns after she got off the boat must've also been men hired by the Summers. They probably wanted her to die in a foreign control.

If it wasn't for Charles stumbling into her room, she would probably be dead. She shuddered when she thought about the truck that rammed into the rails at the pier.

Those people probably wouldn't sit still if they knew she was alive.

"But, I will never admit that you saved me.I don't need your sympathy and compassion."

"Okay," Jean replied indifferently.

Gigi was stumped by her response. She slowly closed her eyes; tears seeped out and soaked her face.

They trailed down from her face to her neck. She turned her head and buried herself in the blanket.

Jean sat quietly before saying, "Don't go out. No one knows you're back.I'll go replace out the situation over at Sam's. Susan will take care of the matters at home; I don't trust anyone else." She got up and walked to the door.

Gigi froze when she saw Jean place her hand on the handle.

Jean let go and told her, "I'll be at home.I will also tell the police I didn't see you."

She opened the door and left. She had mixed feelings about the situation. She sluggishly walked down the stairs and tried to calm herself by breathing slowly.

Finally, tears fell from her eyes.

Jean knew this whole situation came from Gigi letting herself be used by Sam and Edbert.But blood was thicker than water. She could only hope for things to settle quickly. "Ms.Eyer, your phone is ringing," Susan called out from the kitchen.