Edgar and His Destined Wife
Chapter 486

Chapter 486

Since Edgar brought Susan back, she has taken good care of his life. She never complained, let alone confronted him.

Right now, she was upset. He wasn't angry, but he didn't understand what he had done wrong.

"Sir, I'm just a servant.I'm not qualified to comment on your private life, but you can't do that... You know that Ms.Eyer is pregnant with your child. Although she refuses to admit it, that child is your responsibility" "Even if you can't remarry or put differences aside, you must deal with the matter here. But you went and pursued another woman at this time of need! I'm heavily disappointed in you."

Susan shook her head, with a worried look on her face.

Edgar was still confused. Some fragments of last night, as well as the note on the bedside table, appeared in his mind.

"Xena?"

When Susan heard him speak, her tone became even worse, "I don't know what kind of woman she is, she is quite young.

She is quite beautiful, but not comparable to Miss Eyer' "Sir, the most important thing is that people have to stick to each other.Miss Eyer must be devastated by your behavior." Edgar took a gulp from his smoothie.

He turned on the phone again, and there were no unread messages or calls. He saw the content on the push news, "The former president of the Royden Group held a scandalous night party with students at his villa last night"

He tightened his grip on the phone. He dialed Miles's phone number, and soon the call was connected.

Miles was apologizing profusely from the other side, "Mr.Royden, I have tried my best to control it with the people in the PR department"

"No, I didn't mean that."

Edgar knew that the media company was acquired by Jean, "I just want to know what she means"

"Who?"

After Miles finished speaking, he was bewildered and immediately explained, "Miss Eyer seldom manages the company's affairs, and all the business is handed over to a reporter named Liam Smith.I also wen to the Eyer's to inquire, but Rachel didn't know about it either."

In other words, he misunderstood.

Edgar put down his drink, "Handle PR as soon as possible.I won't go to the company for the time being."

If this matter was instructed by Jean, he might be able to replace a reason to meet her and have a good chat.

But if she doesn't, things will be difficult.

At least, he had to explain to her clearly why he was in the same car with Xena.

Unfortunately, he drank too much last night, and his memory was fuzzy.

He had no recollection of last night.

Susan, who was watching from the side, stepped forward hesitantly, "Sir, you really don't know this girl named Xena?"

"No, I don't"

But after the words fell, he suddenly remembered a certain possibility, and immediately called Nathan.It took a long time to pick up the phone.

"Mr.Royden, you've finally woken up. Did you have a good night last night?"

Nathan said in a half-joking tone, insinuating he was aware of the matter.

"What's going on? As soon as I woke up, there was news of my scandal all over the web. Is Uncle Edbert behind this?"

Nathan replied directly.

"No, I did it."

"You...

Nathan quickly interrupted him, "Hey, don't be mad.I just think that if you want to go further with Jean, you must go through some trials. Coincidentally, Xena appeared"

Edgar pinched his brows and was too exhausted to be mad.

On the other end of the phone, Nathan gave him an idea, "Think about it, are you jealous and anxious because of Jean's relationship with Mr.Mason during this time? She doesn't seem to care about you at all. This is a good opportunity, why don't use this?"

"Use...

Edgar mumbled to himself.

Susan listened and shook her head, "The more parties, the more chaos will ensue"

Early the next morning.

Before Edgar could leave the house, he was woken up by the doorbell.

At first, he thought it was Susan, but remembered she had the key to his house.

Was it Jean? The man jumped out of bed and came to the door in a few steps.

He didn't forget to arrange his hair and shirt before greeting the guest at the door.

On the door steps stood a young girl, who was only twenty years old. She was holding a lunch box in her hand.

"You are?" He frowned.

How did outsiders come through his gate? Xena's smile froze, "Edgar, don't you know me? I'm Xena."

To be honest, Edgar really had no memory of her.

"Don't know."

The girl in front of him immediately began crying as soon as he said those words.

It took her a long time to finally say, "That's correct, we had only been together for a few months at that time, and it's reasonable that you don't remember me."

She pushed the corners of her lips together and cried.

Xena admired the man in front of her.

In every issued magazine of Edgar, she would buy it to admire his photos.

Now...

"Did you drink yesterday's smoothie? I made some snacks. If you don't mind, can you try it?"

Xena grinned, revealing two sweet dimples.

But no matter what she said, Edgar looked indifferently at her.

Xena pursed her lips, "It's okay if you don't remember: Edgar looked at her and was about to say something when many reporters swarmed outside the gate. "Mr.Royden, what is your relationship with Xena?"

"Is she the mysterious girl who stayed at your house that night?"

Reporters yelled while lights flashed from the cameras.

Xena hastily covered her face.

"Mr.Royden, can't I go in first?"

Her innocent eyes stared right into his.

Edgar frowned coldly and took half a step back.

The door closed, and the reporters outside grew hysterical.

"The two of them must have a relationship.I never expected to capture this about Edgar's private life!"

"Keep watching. Anyone who enters must exit. If they spend another night together, it will be considered solid news."

Edgar said softly, "My assistant will lead you out in a while. If a reporter replaces you, just ignore them."

There was no need to entertain rumors about them.

"Give it to me."

He raised his eyes and looked at her coldly.

Xena was stunned, "What?"

"The spare key to my house' Outside the gate of Royden's house, Jean was sitting in Miles's car. She watched the bustling scene at the front gate.

Jean instructed, "Miles, there's no need to watch any longer. These reporters will pay more attention than you,"

Miles was dripping with cold sweat.

He took great pains to invite Jean here, thinking that after having a good chat with his president, they would be able to clear up the misunderstanding. But now, this is the opposite of what I want!