Edgar and His Destined Wife
Chapter 470

Chapter 470

As soon as she said it, the rage in her eyes was made clear.

Edgar pacified her.

"It was just a little sprain. The injury on my arm doesn't matter....."

"What if the car overturned and caused the oil tank to leak or a more serious situation occurred? What were you going to do then?"

Jean was anxious. She had never seen a person like him who didn't value his life.

Most importantly, his car flipped to the side because he had protected her.

Jean would feel guilty and blame herself even if it was a stranger who had stepped forward and got hurt.

What more Edgar? At that moment, even if she wasn't willing to admit it, she couldn't help but face her feelings. She had him in her heart.

And she couldn't control or hide it.

On the hospital bed, Edgar apologized lightly.

"I was too afraid, so I didn't have the time to think about it." He reached out his hand and pulled her over.

Only her face was reflected in his eyes. It displayed to her all the feelings that were deep in his heart.

"You didn't have innocent motives for joining this race.I was worried, so I could only come personally to see. Thankfully I came."

He had never spoken to her so gently. His voice had the joy of regaining after a loss.

"You're a maniac!"

Jean gritted her teeth and stared at him angrily.

The man suddenly smiled.

When he bent down, he looked like a young boy in love for the first time.

He put his head down and buried it in her shoulder. His voice was hoarse.

"Can we have dinner tonight, seeing as to how I got hurt because of you?" "You're finally giving it away. You deliberately wanted me to..."

"Yes." He answered frankly.

"I will admit to everything. As long as you don't get hurt and treat your safety like a joke, I'll do whatever you want." Jean's body froze. What she was about to say to argue with him was stuck in her throat.

When he spoke, all his emotions were reflected in her eyes.

"Alright, the doctor says you need to rest. I'll be leaving."

Edgar let go of her while smiling lightly.

But his eyes were still watching her figure in a daze.

Jean walked two steps to the door.

"I'll send food over at night."

She ignored him and opened the door before walking out.

Inside the room, the man's smile deepened.

Seeing Jean leave, Miles opened the door to the room and saw his boss smiling in a daze.He looked like a completely different person.

Despite how long Miles had worked in Royden Group, he had never seen such an expression on Edgar.

"Mr.Royden, the organizer of the race sent a message asking about your injuries. Do you want to tell them that you're withdrawing from the competition?" Miles had been quite frightened as well.

Although his boss was capable, it would be better to do less dangerous things.

"Who said that I want to withdraw?"

Edgar slowly raised his eyes.

There was deep sophistication that couldn't be hidden in his eyes.

"Then..."

Miles was momentarily at a loss for words.

After hesitating for a long time, he said softly, "If Ms.Eyer knew that you weren't withdrawing, it would be hard to explain it to her"

Edgar knew it full well.

"Alright. Don't let her know for the time being" Edgar said as he leaned back in the hospital bed.

"Ask the nurses if they can make the dressings on my back seem worse." The first thing Jean did when she got back to the hotel was to look for Ben.

She knocked on his door.

"You knew about it?"

Hearing her question, Ben thought that Edgar had confessed everything. He could only hang his head and let Jean into his room, where he came clean. "Jeannie, I never wanted to hide it from you, but I played along because I thought what Edgar said made sense"

The more Ben explained, the more at a loss he was to know what to do.

But in his stupor, he realized that Jean didn't seem very angry.

The coffee on the table was still warm.

Jean took a deep breath in and slowly said, "He will not withdraw, especially after knowing that Pinnacle Group is pressuring the organizer of the race. He will think of a way to win for sure."

This was what Jean was most worried about.

As for Sherry's motive, it was simple.

It would be best for her if something happened to them in the competition.

She would be the happiest.

"Pinnacle Group won't let go of this opportunity to torment Edgar because they lost a big sum of money in the gold mine development project, and they also became the laughingstock in the industry." Ben calmly analyzed.

The two of them virtually spoke in unison.

"So something will definitely go wrong in the race"

They just didn't know at which stage.

"If I was Sherry, what would I do?"

Jean furrowed her brows and thought about it carefully and seriously.

The sun set unknowingly.

She got up slowly and put the matter of delivering food to the hospital at the back of her mind.

At the other end, Edgar had been waiting in the hospital room. He tossed and turned and tried his hardest to make himself look exhausted. He even made his hair messier. He lay on his lett and imagined the scene when Jean came.

The corners of his lips curved, and he turned over, trying to make his gauze come loose.

Just as he was messing about, there was a knock at the door.

The man immediately had a cold expression.

He suppressed the excitement in his heart and said coldly, "Come in"

The door opened with a creak, and Edgar slowly tuned, thinking about the face in his mind.

He never imagined that the person who came in was Sonny! "Mr.Royden, you were hurt because of our team.

This is the dinner we've specially prepared for you"

Sonny said as he opened boxes of delicious-smelling food.

Edgar looked at Sonny with a deep gaze.

He looked at the door again.

"Why are you here to send the food?"

He had sent Miles away earlier just to spend some alone time with Jean and talk to her more.

As Sonny set the cutlery, he smiled and responded, "The team wanted to come, but the competition schedule is very tight, so they wanted to prepare earlier"

Edgar frowned and sighed deeply.

"I don't have the appetite. Take it back"

Sonny's body froze. He looked at the food on the tray table and tried to persuade Edgar.

"You need to eat up and recover. The competition is on the day after tomorrow."

The man was in a hospital gown, and his face became paler.

Edgar waved his hand weakly.

"Take it away."

Sonny could only do as told and pack up with his head bent.

"It's normal for patients not to have much appetite. It's just that Jean spent two hours in the hotel's kitchen preparing this food. It's a waste of her effort"

"Hold on.Edgar sat up and stopped him.

"Bring it back. I'm hungry: Sonny suppressed his smile.

"You don't have to force yourself, Mr.Royden."

"Quickly."

Edgar picked up his cutlery and wiped the food clean.

At the other end, in the hotel, Jean sat in a daze on the windowsill. She thought about the day of the practice race and the changes in the venue. "If I were Sherry, I would..."