Edgar and His Destined Wife

Chapter 148

Chapter 148 Thankfully It Wasn’t Her

Jean Eyer reacted quickly and immediately questioned him. “The hospital has made preparations. You have no right to interfere. I’ve already said that if something really were to happen, those from the Ludwig family wouldn’t leave it at that.”

She didn’t understand why. There was no animosity between Edgar Royden and Ben Ludwig. Edgar Royden would be insane if he wanted to push someone to hell all because of her. A murderous, ruthless, insane person.

The man stepped on the gas. He turned his head sideways, and there was an unbelievable coldness in his eyes. “You keep defending him now, but the Ludwig family only treats you as a servant. With your current status, you couldn’t even get into the Ludwig family if you were on your knees.”

“Yes, I’m trash who wants to cling to the Ludwig family. Can’t I do that? Gigi Reece clung to you, and you had a shotgun marriage. You have no right to speak that way about me.” Jean Eyer retorted furiously.

She looked at the rearview mirror and ensured that there were no cars behind before opening the car door.

“Someone like me can’t afford to sit in Mr. Royden’s car. Go drag your Gigi Reece here instead.” Jean Eyer forcefully slammed the car door shut with a bang.

The man’s eyes sank. He shouldn’t have taken pity on that woman at all. He stepped on the accelerator with one foot and sped off without hesitation.

He just hoped that Jean Eyer would have some self-respect. Even if the Ludwig family acknowledged her now, it was because Ben Ludwig was currently unwell. Once Ben Ludwig recovered, they wouldn’t

care about Jean Eyer’s wellbeing at all.

Edgar Royden gripped the steering wheel angrily. Did she have to cling to Ben Ludwig?

The pressure of his foot on the accelerator increased.

How could she get home when there wasn’t a taxi in sight.

He turned on the radio disinterestedly. The announcer’s voice could be heard saying, “According to reports from listeners, there has been an accident on Pearl Highway. The victim is a woman in her 20s, wearing a grey overcoat…”

His eyes darkened abruptly, and he spun the steering wheel to turn back.

Two trucks had overturned at the intersection where he had just dropped Jean Eyer off. Thick smoke was surging all around.

The scene was surrounded by screams and children crying.

Edgar Royden rushed over without a care in the world. He screamed agonizingly, “Jean Eyer!”

He was about to dash over to the overturned trucks but was stopped by the truck driver. “Sir, you can’t go any further. It’s too dangerous.”

“Jean Eyer!”

He turned his hands nervously. “Where is the woman who was injured?”

He looked around frantically, unable to think rationally at all.

The two drivers were startled by his appearance. They pointed behind him.

“Jean…”

His footsteps stopped abruptly. When he saw the woman being held onto by her family and a child beside her calling her mom, something caught in his throat. It took a while before he let out a deep sigh.

Thankfully, it wasn’t her.

Not far away, Jean Eyer took in the scene that just unfolded. She wanted to get a cab back to the hospital, but she heard a crash behind her once she took a few steps.

Danger was indeed around her, but she had a narrow escape.

She wanted to stay back to see if there was anything she could help with, but instead, she saw Edgar Royden return to the scene to look for her.

Jean Eyer hid behind a bus stop when she saw the man still looking around. Text property © Nôvel(D)ra/ma.Org.

She wrinkled her brows. If she died, Edgar Royden should be happy. There’d be no one to go against him.

Who was he putting on a show for in his current state?

Jean Eyer held one finger up and silently reminded herself. “Don’t go soft. People like him have an ulterior motive behind everything they do.”

After Edgar Royden left in his car, Jean Eyer flagged a cab down nearby. The both of them virtually went to the hospital together.

Walking into the hospital lobby, Edgar Royden heard familiar footsteps behind him. Looking at Jean Eyer’s spotless face, he stopped and made his way over.

“Just now…”

But Jean Eyer didn’t stop. She said, “I need to take care of the patient.”

Her impatience was written all over her face.

Edgar Royden’s expression was vague. He wrinkled his brow and followed her.

Jean Eyer ignored him entirely and made her way to the hospital room. Once she went in, she noticed that something was wrong.

Farra Emilio and the nurse were very anxious. When they saw her, they said, “Ben Ludwig was worried about you since you didn’t come today. We don’t know where he went to look for you.”

“What?”

Jean Eyer glanced at the hospital room. Ben Ludwig didn’t take his cell phone nor use a wheelchair.

She ran out immediately.

Edgar Royden stared at her anxious figure, and the light in his eyes went out.

Jean Eyer ran up two floors and asked everyone she met, “Hello, did you see a thin and tall young man? He’s wearing hospital clothes, around…”

Edgar Royden was standing by the window on the second floor. Looking from afar, he wanted to know if Jean Eyer was so madly in love with him when she married him.

No, definitely not.

His brows tightened sharply. He couldn’t suppress the rage that was spreading in his chest.

After ten minutes, Jean Eyer finally found Ben Ludwig by the garden. He was on crutches and had just returned from the street.

Both pairs of eyes met. Jean Eyer was annoyed and angry. “Where did you go? You have surgery tomorrow, why can’t you stay in your room? Do you know how worried Mrs. Ludwig is? You…”

Before she could finish, she was pulled into a gentle embrace.

Ben Ludwig let out a deep sigh in her ears. “I’m glad you’re back.”

His tone was apprehensive. His palms were on Jean Eyer’s shoulder and back, as if he wanted to absorb her into him.

Jean Eyer looked up and reflected. She’d been too emotional just now.

After all, he was the patient.

“Let’s go. We don’t want to disturb others who are resting.”

The usual Ben Ludwig would’ve listened to her.

But today, he hugged her tighter instead. He sounded like he had a lump in his throat. “I want to stay a little longer.”

Before Jean Eyer could react, she gritted her teeth and said, “But I’m cold. I was sweating when I was running around looking for you.”

Ben Ludwig slowly let go after she said this.

It was getting darker, but Jean Eyer could clearly see that his eyes were red.

Suddenly, she didn’t know what to say. Ever since her failed marriage ended, she felt like her whole life had gotten darker. She didn’t know how to love, and she avoided fostering relationships.

Seeing Ben Ludwig like this, she looked away. “Let’s go.”

Ben Ludwig said, “Mm.” He silently followed her from behind as usual. After walking for a long time, they reached the hospital room. He pulled Jean Eyer over to him. “If the surgery goes well tomorrow, then I can be discharged. After that…”

“Why do you seem to be stammering today?”

Jean Eyer blinked. “It’s late. If there’s anything else, let’s speak tomorrow.”

Ben Ludwig’s fingers slowly loosened. After a moment, he replied, “Mm. Alright, let’s speak tomorrow.”

When he went into the hospital room and laid on the bed, he still felt lonely. He couldn’t contact Jean Eyer at all today. He thought something had happened to her, or that she had died.

On second thought, he only got to see her daily because he was injured.

Once he recovered, would this woman before his eyes still stay by his side?