Edgar and His Destined Wife

Chapter 42 A Suffocating Pain

Gigi stared blankly. She was only going to intimidate Jean. But now she was helpless in Jean’s hand.

“I don’t have much tolerance. I’ve always believed in an eye for an eye. I lost my child because of you

all. It’s only right if you were to receive what I did back then, no?”

Jean smiled sweetly, yet her gaze was hair-raising. “I will gladly enjoy watching Edgar lose his mind.”

“Don’t be foolish now. Whatever grudge between the two of you has nothing to do with the innocent

child!”

Jean stared and muttered, “That’s true. The child is innocent.” What about the child she lost?

Did anyone care at the time?

“No, don’t come near me! Help! Is there anyone around!” Gigi shrieked in a panic. She took a few steps

back and lost her footing, falling onto the toilet bowl.

Her dress was soaked through. Jean continued walking towards her, staring coldly at Gigi’s pale face.

“NO!” Gigi’s loud scream could be heard outside the ladies’ room. Ben, who was waiting outside the

door, finally went in and pulled Jean away.

At the same time, some guests heard a scream from the toilet and saw Ben leading Jean away, leaving

a person sobbing in the toilet.

They peeked inside.

Gigi sat on the toilet seat looking like a drowned rat. She was drenched and a revolting stench came

from her. But the highlight was the used toilet brush tied on her head.

She looked as if she had crawled out of a trash can. The others turned their heads, repulsed at the

sight. “How does a lady turn into such a sight? What an embarrassment.”

“Such a disgrace. What’s that smell…”

Gigi trembled with anger. “Jean, you fox. I won’t let you get away with this!” Ben led Jean to the garden

at the back. “Are you hurt?”

Jean shook her head while frowning. “You came in too early. If I had a bit more time, I’ll…”

His eyes dulled. “Enough already.”

His face was filled with worry. Jean looked away without a word. The next moment, she was pulled into

his embrace. His heartbeat was loud in her ear.

“Don’t force yourself. I’d prefer it if you had hit her until she has a miscarriage. Whatever may come

next, I will cover for you. But you have to admit, you couldn’t do it to the child.”

“I’m sorry for the trouble.”

Jean took a deep breath. “There are so many reporters around. The news of you entering the ladies’

room might be spread throughout the city. Your reputation will be affected.”

Ben’s expression relaxed.

“You…”

Before he could continue, he heard footsteps. He turned to look and Mr. Coleman was heading toward

them. “Let’s go. You didn’t even get to eat much earlier. Let’s go and eat something nice.”

When Ben mentioned more food, Jean hesitated before following him. Half an hour later.

Gigi had changed into fresh clothes in a room above the banquet hall. Her agent, Linda, and Mona, her

friend, didn’t dare to enter as Gigi smashed the things in the room in an outrage.

Linda stared at her phone, awaiting a phone call when it finally rang. She answered it immediately.

“Hello? Yes, I’ll head down right now to bring you up, Mr. Miller.”

Mona watched as Linda left and knocked on the door. “Alright, Edgar’s here to see you now. I’ll leave

first while you prepare yourself. I think he cares more for you. His ex-wife definitely has nothing on

you.”

Gigi, who was cursing at Jean, stopped and stared around her. Fragments of a broken vase lay around

her feet. At the end of the corridor, Edgar was hurrying to the room. His gaze was especially cold.

The conference of Project S with the overseas partner wasn’t successful. He was going to work

overtime that day. But when Gigi kept calling him, he couldn’t focus on his work.

“Open the door.” “Yes, Mr. Royden. Gigi’s in here.” Linda opened the door quickly, hoping he would

comfort the spoiled woman. He entered the room stiffly.

“Edgar!” Gigi was sitting pitifully on the carpet in a slip dress. There were bloodstains on her wrists and

ankles. “What happened?”

Edgar turned her wrists and observed. There were some light wounds on it. But what’s that smell on

her?

“It was Jean. She heard that I was here and came to hurt me. She even… threatened me to get rid of

my child or else she would kill me.”

Gigi wailed and dived into Edgar’s arms.

“I don’t care what happens to me, but why does my child have to be cursed by her in such a way?

Edgar, what did I do wrong? Was it wrong of me to fall in love with you?”

She lifted her head slowly. “Jean did this to me. She wanted to get rid of my child, saying that it’s

revenge for the one she lost.” It didn’t matter if Jean had said those things.

Nothing else mattered as long as Gigi’s story made sense.

The guests at the banquet had seen her in that terrible state in the ladies’ room. As to whether there

were injuries to her and what Jean had actually done to her, her statement as the victim should be

more than enough.

Edgar’s face turned black. Gigi wiped the tears from her face. “Maybe I should go and beg her to let me

go.” Edgar frowned as he stood up. “Did she really say those things?”

Gigi’s heartbeat quickened. Did he see through her lies?

She bit her finger and nodded. His face was darker than before. “Where is she?”

“She left with the Ludwig boy.” Gigi added, “Who could compete with her when it comes to seducing

men?”

She shut her mouth immediately when Edgar gave her a chilling look.