Edgar and His Destined Wife novel Chapter 517

hapter 517 Jean tried to suppress her anger.

"You don't need to play tricks."

I'm not a fool - of course, I can tell that he staged this.

Though I don't really know what he is thinking, there's one thing I'm sure of — he treats me as if I'm a fool.

Jean said seriously, "If you have anything to discuss, you can tell me immediately.I'm willing to answer"

Edgar looked surprised to hear that.

"It really is an accident.I can't predict when the car is going to break down"

"Even if the car didn't break down, you would have found another excuse" Jean said firmly.

All the time she had been with him during their marriage and after the divorce was not for nothing.

She did a lot of research, so she understood him and his company better than he thought.

A faint smile appeared as he replied, "You misunderstood me"

Jean stared at his face silently.

They waited for a while longer, but the driver was still away.She started to feel drowsy — her eyelids kept drooping.

Edgar said soothingly, "Just sleep if you are tired.I'll take care of everything"

Jean opened her eyes.

"It's okay.I'm not tired"

She wanted to stay awake to see how he would settle this situation.

Edgar narrowed his eyes and replied, "Do you want to chat then?"

"Forget it.I'm tired."

Jean turned around and closed her eyes, not giving him any chance.

Edgar forced a smile, but he didn't mind her attitude.

"Buying Eyer Group is not an impulsive decision.I spoke to your dad about this, but he disagreed back then," he explained slowly.

The sudden mention of her father made her frown and listen attentively, but she still ignored him.

Then, he muttered, "If I were you, I'd probably want to draw a clear line with me too"

Jean listened quietly.

Dad met Edgar before he died.

He was in bed while Edgar stood next to him.

None of them had any resentments, and Dad said he didn't regret his decisions.

"No one can live solely for redemption.If you are still trapped by hatred, you won't be able to feel true joy"

Edgar opened his eyes.

It was only at that moment he realized what it meant.

Because he was overcome by past grudges, he met Jean and married her.

However, they could not return to how they were because of their grudges.

None regretted the tangled connections to each other, but they needed some time to self-reflect.

"Most of the time, love is not enough"

Jean clenched her fists around her clothes.

By the time Edgar's driver found a mechanic and fixed the car, it was already past midnight when Jean reached her home.

Julia was watching the news when she heard Jean return.

"Why are you back so late?"

"The car broke down" Jean replied.

"Frankly speaking, yes" she said wistfully.

"We can still control the symptoms because she is young, and it's discovered early. But I can't hide the facts from you — finding the right donor is difficult; during the waiting process, many patients worsened."

She heaved a sigh.

"Right now, it depends on fate.No one can control the situation."

"What else can I do for her?"

"We can place some hope on public charity organizations and hope they will find a suitable donor: When Jean left the room, Gigi was standing right outside the door with Sheena’s support.

Her face darkened as soon as she saw Jean.

Grabbing Sheena with her left hand, she bit her lips.

"I don't need you to do anything for me!"

As she spoke, she became more agitated and started coughing vigorously in the corridor, eliciting looks from other patients.

Jean walked over and said helplessly, "Sheena, help her back."

Without looking at Gigi, Jean walked past her.

She was not sure if Edbert had any spies in this hospital.

As she walked ahead, Gigi was still coughing weakly.

"Let her go!"

Holding Sheena's hands, Gigi said, "I don't want her to see me like this.She was never my sister.I don't want her as my sister"

Sheena's eyes welled up.

"Yes, I know.I'll let her know later: However, Gigi seemed as though she was in a trance.She kept mumbling to herself.

Even after entering the ward, she didn't look at Jean, refusing to communicate with her.She covered herself in her bedsheet, only revealing her eyes.

"Ms.Eyer, why don't you go back first? I'll try to talk some sense into her later Sheena sighed, not knowing what to do.