Edgar and His Destined Wife
Chapter 467

Chapter 467

Jean felt that it was a pity. She turned and looked at the inpatient building.

Ben, who was by her side, smiled at once.

"After all, everyone is a rival before the competition. Perhaps he's trying to protect himself by not showing his face"

"That's true."

Jean nodded, and her suspicion decreased.

"Let's go back to the hotel so that Sonny and the rest won't worry.Ben immediately agreed with her and stepped on the gas quickly. He had never imagined that Edgar would disguise himself as a racer! He had even saved Jean at that critical moment.

Ben stopped the car at the entrance of the hotel.

He couldn't help but ask Jean, "You were too bored like me, so you came to join the competition to relax, right? There isn't any other reason, is there?"

Ben's thoughts couldn't be alleviated after a long time when he thought of Edgar's message.

Hearing his question, Jean was slightly startled. She smiled and said, "Of course."

She yawned.

"Remember to come and get me for this afternoon's meeting"

Looking at her figure, Ben's brows slowly furrowed. He turned and rushed into the car. He turned the steering wheel and sped back to the hospital. Miles was still reporting to Edgar about work.

"For next quarter's..."

Before Miles could finish, he was interrupted by Ben.

"Get out!"

He gasped raggedly as he ran in from outside. His chest heaved up and down, and his gaze was directed straight at the man on the hospital bed.

Miles looked at Edgar as though awaiting instruction.

The man's face was slightly cold.

"You may leave for now."

As soon as the door closed, Ben rushed to the bedside and gripped Edgar's collar.

His gaze was exceptionally vicious.

"Why did you catch up to her? You're not a professional racer, and you haven't been through any training. Don't even think about using such ways to make her sympathize with you and return to you out of guilt!" His grip tightened.

Edgar had been lying in bed because he had a mild concussion.

After being shaken for a moment, his chest tightened, and he coughed violently.

Ben said fiercely, "Don't put on an act in front of me.I thought that you were a righteous man, but I've since realized that I've misjudged you!"

Edgar slowly said, "I can't tell you on her behalf her reasons for entering the competition, but what I can say is that it's not as simple as you think it is."

Ben frowned, and his voice was colder.

"Stop pretending that you understand her expressions very well."

The corners of Edgar's lips twitched in a self-deprecating manner.

"Of course, I don't know her well enough. There are many things that she would rather tell you.I know this better than anyone.I just...Like you, I don't wish for her to get hurt. At least I managed to do that today, am I right?"

He lifted his hands.

His wrists and forearms were wrapped in gauze.

In a situation where the car overturned, such injuries were considered light.

Ben suddenly loosened his grip and stared at Edgar's face.

"What on earth happened? If you don't tell me everything, I will let Jean know the identity of the mysterious racer."

Edgar's brows tightened.

He started speaking slowly after a while.

Jean went back to her room and had an afternoon nap.

When she woke up and looked at her cell phone, she saw a text message from Sonny.

'Jean, come to the café downstairs when you have the time: Jean thought that the team was having a meeting, so she quickly went down.

When she arrived at the entrance of the café, she saw Ben and Sonny speaking.

Sonny turned and waved at her.

"Sonny, what happened in the afternoon was a small accident.I will be careful next time."

Jean rushed to speak.

But she never imagined that Sonny would say, "Jean, the organizer has decided to disqualify you from the competition."

"Why? On what grounds!"

She hadn't started carrying out her plan.

The mysterious racer foiled her, and she had even been suspended.

But when she thought about it, she said, "That can't be.I operated the car incorrectly at most. Don't tell me that the racer wants to sue me?"

Sonny felt slightly put on the spot, and his eyes met with Ben's.

He coughed.

"You aren't to blame for this. Franklin and the rest got drunk and fought with people from other teams, which caused such a situation. Don't overthink about it."

"Then..."

She looked at Ben.

Ben nodded.

"Yes. I've been suspended too."

The frown on Jean's brows deepened.

Ben saw that she wasn't disappointed, but she was in a hurry to think of another way.

He was more on Edgar's side in this matter.

It seemed like Edgar didn't lie to him.

By coming here and entering the competition, Jean did, indeed, have other plans.

And she would possibly hurt herself.

"Jeannie, let's go out for a while. There are a few local restaurants that are pretty good"

Ben said as he signaled Sonny.

Sonny immediately said, "Go ahead.I have to deal with other matters."

Seeing the two of them go out, Sonny stood at the spot and sighed.

He shook his head in exasperation.

"Plans always fall behind changes indeed."

Jean followed Ben and took a few steps forward before she stopped abruptly.

"If it's because of me, you can tell me.I can go to the hospital and apologize.I can't let that person slander the reputation of Dark Horse."

Jean felt that it wasn't as simple as it seemed.

Could it be that the racer is holding a grudge against her because of the car overturning? Or is he badly hurt that he can't go on with the competition, so he wants some sort of compensation? And Sonny and Ben didn't want to tell her the truth to protect her, so they came up with an excuse for suspension.

Ben stood at the entrance, and his hands were tucked into his pockets. He shook his head.

"It's not."

"Really?"

Jean turned her head sideways and looked at him.

"That's not right. Every time you think of an excuse, your gaze will drift. Tell me the truth! Otherwise, I'll ask Sonny right now, or I'll ask the organizer."

She meant what she said. She lifted her leg and was about to walk away, so Ben could only hold her back.

"Jean, tell me honestly why you came to join the competition."

His gaze was fixed directly on her face. His head was filled with what Edgar had said in the hospital today.

"You've known her for so many years. You know her temper well, so try, and you'll replace out."

"If she has nothing to hide, she won't mind being suspended.If she insists on competing, she has other plans."

It seemed like Edgar had his reservations when he said it.

This made Ben feel very uncomfortable.

His hand unconsciously tightened a little.

Jean was in pain, and she furrowed her brows.

"Didn't you ask me to come and join the competition? Why are you holding on so tightly?"

She said as she pulled her hands away, but at the same time, she avoided Ben's searching gaze. She was wondering if she had acted too impatiently and if she had been found out.

"I'm hungry.Let's get some food."

She changed the subject and walked down the steps, heading across the street.

Ben caught up with her quickly and kept asking, "Is there something you're hiding from me?"