Edgar and His Destined Wife
Chapter 489

.Chapter 489

In the elevator, Xena's expression changed. She retorted, "They are already divorced, will they remarry?"

The female classmates were all taken aback by her, "You don't need to get so enthusiastic since I only stated it casually.I mean what I meant"

Xena then withdrew her gaze.

"Imean-' The female classmate pursed her lips and fell silent.

Although Xena is attractive and well-liked at school, her temperament is erratic, and she frequently snaps unintentionally.

A tall, lean man approached them and halted in front of them as the two of them were leaving.

"Is Xena here?" Her classmate immediately looked toward her.

"Here."

George pushed down his glasses, "Follow me"

"But I don't know you! Let me go!" Xena shouted, but George wouldn't back down.

"I'm from the Royden family. You've already been targeted by the reporters. If you continue to quarrel, you'll be tomorrow's headline news." George's tone was frigid.

Suddenly, Xena lost the courage to resist and was immediately driven away in a plush black sedan.

Jean, who was standing next to the hospital's third-floor window holding the test report, could plainly see this incident. The nurse called out from the diagnosis room, "Jean."

"Here."

She turned around and walked into the doctor's office.

After reading Jean's test report, the doctor just shook his head.

"This child can't be kept. In my medical opinion, I suggest an abortion. You can make an appointment for surgery soon."

"What?"

Jean frowned.

"Didn't you see the test results here? This child is very likely to have Down's syndrome. You still insist on keeping it?"

The doctor glowered at Jean like she was a monster. He grumbled, "You young people, don't know how to prepare. Always being careless..."

Jean blocked out what he said afterwards. She could only think of one thing-her child was unable to be born healthy.

"Forget it. Ultimately, you decide. However, you'd best exercise caution and avoid making decisions that will make your child's life suffer"

He wouldn't be content even if she had to give birth through force.

Jean nervously gripped the test sheet.

And not long after she left, the doctor left his seat and walked into the next office.

"Mrs.Summer, arrangements have been made.I will also ask the nurse to urge her to have the operation as soon as possible. The child in her womb will definitely not be born."

Mrs. Summer smirked and wore back her sunglasses.

"Dr.Pullen, I'm sorry to trouble you.I will personally reward you after the matter is completed."

She got up and left, leaving a bank card on the table.

William Pullen happily put the card into his pocket. He returned to the file room while no one was looking and changed Jean's switched report.

"It will be undetectable in this manner. Don't blame me, Jean. You can only blame yourself if you want to. You've incited individuals you shouldn't have messed with: Jean was unable to recuperate for a while after leaving the hospital. The sky was becoming dark, so she gradually got up and headed home after spending a considerable amount of time in the garden at the center of the park.

Early in the morning, Susan arrived at her door. She was unable to enter since the door lock had been changed.

As a result, Susan had to wait outside the door until it grew dark, at which point Jean climbed the slope.

She hurried over to meet her right away, "Why didn't you drive, Miss Eyer? You should not be walking too much when you are pregnant." Susan said while closely embracing her. When Jean saw Susan's face fully, she gently moved her head to the side and started to cry.

"Why are you crying? Who's upset you?!"

After Susan finished speaking, she remembered something again, "I have already asked my husband, that little girl is just an acquaintance. There is really nothing between them." After Susan finished speaking, she still took out her phone to show Jean.

Jean closed her eyes and shook her head, "That's not important anymore"

She was no longer concerned with feeling resentful or envious; instead, she needed someone to reason whether the abortion was indeed necessary.

Can I, do it? Susan offered encouragement to Jean as she sobbed more and more, losing strength in the process. She fell down the cold wall and sat down.

"Susan, I'm afraid I can't have my child."

Susan persuaded, "Miss Eyer, think again. This is your child. It would be a pity if you just give up like this."

Jean fought back the sobs while burying her head between her knees before giving out.

She sobbed uncontrollably for a while, and by the time she finally managed to lift her head, night had fallen. She stood up cautiously since her legs had already become numb. Susan comforted and reassured her, "Now that you are pregnant, you shouldn't punish yourself. It is bad for you and your child. Whatever the issue, it can be fixed"

Jean's whole body seemed to have been emptied of her soul. She sat at the edge of a table, feeling mentally unstable.

Susan only thought that she was not feeling well, so she stayed quietly by her side all the time. She went to the restroom for a bit and sent a message to Edgar.

"Sir, Miss Eyer is in a bad mood. Do you wish to come and see her?"

Susan found it difficult to speak much elsewhere.

The two of them must work together to replace a solution.

In a haze, Jean opened her eyes to replace Susan.

There was warm soup on the nightstand.

Hearing movement, Susan opened her eyes, "Are you awake? How do you feel?"

As she spoke, she poured a glass of water for Jean. She thoughtfully placed a straw for her to drink.

"You fell asleep crying.I couldn't take care of you alone, so I called Rachel from your company. She just went back and said she would come to see you tomorrow: After taking a sip of water and closing her eyes, Jean lay back down on the pillow. It's quite upsetting.

"Miss Eyer, don't put too much pressure on yourself, there are some things..."

"Susan, I appreciate you coming to look after me.I have no idea why my body is so frail. Most likely, God is toying with me in the hopes that I would remove this kid and stop pressuring it"

The night was misty outside the window, and as Jean noticed the swirling shadows of trees, her eyes once more flushed crimson.

"Don't say that. Wait a few days, and everything will work out. You are merely pregnant, emotionally fragile, and easily influenced"

"Yes?"

After gradually pulling the quilt tighter, Jean remained silent.

After convincing her to eat something, Susan silently left the room with the bowl after the girl fell asleep. Edgar was leaning against the wall in the hallway outside the door, staring at the food she hadn't eaten. Susan sighed helplessly, "How uncomfortable she must be! Sir, you really went too far this time."