Edgar and His Destined Wife

Chapter 275

Chapter 275 The Plot Thickens

“Because of the unique identities of the guests on the ship, it might take some time before we get the results of the investigation,” Miles reported honestly. “Apart from that, Melody didn’t travel abroad. After meeting Jean, she stayed in her room the entire time.”

Hence, she asked Jean to impersonate her for some other reason. “Apart from that, she’s also related to Ms. Reece’s problem with her previous company.”

As the truth was slowly revealed, Edgar’s face darkened. This was not the answer he wanted to hear. “How long has it been since Uncle Edbert’s son passed?”

Miles did a quick mental calculation. “Five years.” “Go to the office,” he ordered, pinching his forehead in the meantime.

“Yes, Mr. Royden.” He understood the conflict between Melody and the Royden family. It was precisely because of this, so that Edbert remained abroad at one of their child companies.

Even though he said he wanted to stay after returning, it was clear that there were some other unspoken reasons behind that decision – one of them was the truth behind Valerie Royden’s death.

…

Jean walked for a long time before hailing a cab home.

As soon as she reached home, Brigid welcomed her immediately. “Are you alright, Jean? Oh, no! You’re injured!”

She rambled about something as she held Jean’s hand, but Jean couldn’t focus on her voice. She only felt her head getting heavier.

“Brigid, I would like to rest.”

She felt nauseous, and had a terrible headache.

As soon as she lay in bed, she fell asleep.

Upon seeing that, Brigid wanted to call Edgar, but seeing that it was still early, she put it off.

In no time, the doorbell rang. Melody appeared with a doctor.

“You are?”

“Mr. Royden asked us to come here. Since Jean is injured, he asked us to check on her.” Melody took her sunglasses off and looked around her.

Brigid nodded profusely. “Welcome. She’s on the second floor.”

Melody shot a glance at the doctor, who immediately walked into the villa.

“Which way?”

“Here.” Brigid brought them upstairs immediately.

Standing in the living room, Melody’s smile widened. “Show’s about to begin.”

Brigid was standing next to the doctor, but she received a call from Edgar, so she went out to take it.

“Mr. Royden, don’t worry. Ms. Eyer is fine. The doctor you sent is checking on her.”

“Doctor? What doctor?” He immediately walked out of the room. I never sent any doctors to her!

It was only now that Brigid realized something was off. She quickly went back to the room to stop the doctor, but it was too late.

Jean was unconscious on bed, and an empty syringe was on the ground.

She sobbed worriedly until Edgar arrived, and she kept apologizing to him.

“I’m so sorry. I didn’t know they were bad guys. It’s all my fault. I’ve ruined Ms. Eyer.”

“Stop crying.” Edgar frowned. “Bring her to the hospital.”

Just as they were about to move her, Jean suddenly opened her eyes. The first scene she saw was Brigid begging for Edgar’s forgiveness on the ground.

She immediately frowned and shrieked, “Are you nuts, Edgar? So now you’re even coming over to give my people a hard time?”

Brigid pounced onto her in delight. “You’re up!”

Jean still felt a slight headache, but she had regained consciousness.

She held Brigid’s hand. “Don’t be afraid of him. I’m here.”

“But just now–”

Edgar pressed her shoulders before saying coldly, “Since you are up, I’ll send the document about breaching the contract to your office.”

With that, he walked out.

Jean was confused when she heard that. Then, she immediately yelled downstairs, “Our collaboration is over! What terms did I breach?” Published by Nôv'elD/rama.Org.

He was one floor below her when he heard her loud yell. In that instant, all his worries disappeared.

At the very least, it proved that Melody did not inject poison into her.

He took his phone out of his inner pocket and called Nathan.

“Find a trustworthy health center for a check-up as soon as possible.”

Meanwhile, Jean rubbed her temples, but she did not dare to touch the wounds behind her head, so she asked Brigid to change the bandages for her.

She asked with trembling fingers, “Do you feel any discomfort, Ms. Eyer? Any weird sensations?”

“My head hurts, and I’m quite exhausted.” She cocked her head sideways. “Why? Is the wound serious?”

Brigid shook her head. “It’s just a minor wound that should recover in no time. But you…”

She paused, not sure how to continue.

After all, she understood Edgar’s intentions just now – he didn’t want Jean to know about that incident just yet.

Regardless, she could not keep a straight face about it and looked at Jean worriedly.

“Are you worried that he’s going to give me more trouble?” she guessed and smiled. “Don’t worry. I haven’t even started to pick on him yet.”

Brigid looked hesitant, but she still couldn’t help asking, “Ms. Eyer, is it possible between you and Mr. Royden?”

Over the days, the servants had seen how much Edgar had done for the Eyer family.

If it weren’t for him, all these decorations would not be here right now.

Apart from that, Brigid still had feelings for her. Their relationship wasn’t as straightforward as what the news reported.

“Impossible.” Jean’s face immediately darkened.

“Don’t be mad at me, Ms. Eyer, but I think Mr. Royden treats you really well. It’s difficult to find someone who treats you well.”

Jean smiled. I used to have the same thoughts too. That’s why I listened to Dad’s advice and entrusted everything to Edgar. Yet, what happened next? My family was completely destroyed. Even now, he easily tramples over my dignity and reputation. This is what you get for trusting him.

“Brigid, I don’t want to hear his name anymore,” Jean said firmly and got out of bed.

“Alright, alright. I’ll stop then.” She nodded and kept Jean company until the evening.

Whenever she had some time to herself, she would text Edgar about Jean’s condition. After all, he was the only person who could help right now.

Feeling guilty and worried, she did not leave Jean’s side at all.

“I’m really fine Brigid. Go rest. I’m going to bed shortly as well,” Jean said amusedly.

“I’m not tired. I’ll stay with you.” Brigid shook her head, making Jean laugh.

“Shall we talk about the past then?”

After a moment of hesitation, Brigid nodded. “What would you like to talk about?”

“My dad. Was he involved with any other women apart from Winnie?”