Chapter 182

Chapter 182 Don’t Blame Her

“He was furious that day and said something he didn’t mean to.” Gigi rushed to explain. “He thinks we have dragged this matter for too long, and he was concerned about me.”

Gigi held Edgar’s sleeves and tugged them coyly. “Can you forgive him? Pretty please…”

Edgar glanced at her. He pulled her hand away and said, “Who told you to dress like this? Go and change.” Gigi bit her lower lip.

“But I didn’t bring any clothes.” She made her voice pitiful. Previously, I followed Andy’s advice and dressed like Jean. He was quite nice to me then. Why is he now…

“In that case, you should return to Reece Residence.” Edgar stood up to leave.

“Edgar, if you don’t love me, let’s end our relationship now. I’ll abort the baby this afternoon.” Gigi was desperate and decided to pull out the last resort. “Although the baby will not have a chance to see the world, it is still better than forcing it to live a miserable life.”

Gigi cried profusely and continued to pressure Edgar. “I don’t want the baby to be born into such a broken family.” It made sense for her to say that.

Any man would be saddened by her tears and apologize for their mistake. Unfortunately, Edgar was not like them. “Sure, I’ll arrange the best doctor for you.”

Gigi was rendered speechless. It was not the outcome she expected. Yet, what Edgar said was not wrong. Thus, Gigi did not know what to reply for a moment. When she finally thought to say something, she noticed a figure watching them from upstairs. Gigi looked up. “Why is she here?”

Edgar glanced up, too, with an unreadable gaze. It was impossible to know what he was thinking. “Jean, you shameless b*tch!”

Jean ignored Gigi and walked down the stairs calmly. She walked toward Gigi and Edgar and saw the bowl of soup on the table. “Is no one eating this?”

“I made this soup for Edgar. You’re not allowed to have it.” Gigi hated Jean so much that she wished to kill her. However, Edgar was with them, so Gigi had to control herself.

Before coming here, Gigi’s father had told her that Edgar had a dispute with a few directors over matters concerning the Eyer family’s company. Thus, Gigi believed Jean was here to pester Edgar into giving her what she wanted and shamelessly offered herself to him.

The thought gave Gigi a plan.

“Will he drink it?” Jean sneered and continued, “I wouldn’t want to eat this unappetizing soup anyway.”

At this moment, Susan brought a breakfast tray over. “Ms. Eyer, please have some breakfast.”

“Thank you, Susan.” Jean ate breakfast leisurely before Gigi.

“Edgar, why did you let her stay here again?” Gigi could not stand it anymore. “It’s bad enough that you are fighting with the directors because of her! If you continue like this, she will destroy your reputation.”

Her words prompted Edgar’s gaze to turn cold.

I did not tell Gigi about the directors coming here last night.

How does she know so much about it?

Edgar’s expression darkened, causing the atmosphere in the room to turn stifling. Still, Jean remained unaffected by the mood.

However, Gigi gritted her teeth in a fury.

She arrived at the villa early this morning to reconcile with Edgar. In the end, her plan failed spectacularly.

It’s all Jean’s fault!

She keeps hanging around Edgar and ruining my relationship with him.

On the other hand, Jean ate her fill and did wish to listen to Edgar and Gigi’s quarrels. Thus, she bid Susan goodbye and walked out of the villa. Contents belong to NovelDrama.Org

She had just stepped out of the door when she noticed a familiar black car far away, prompting her to smirk.

It seems Edgar is still being cuckolded.

I haven’t figured out how I would like to use that evidence. It will be a waste if Edgar finds out too soon.

With this thought in mind, Jean walked along the path toward downtown.

Meanwhile, in the villa, Gigi was still crying as she said, “Edgar, I’m sorry for getting angry at you. I’m under a lot of stress too.”

“So?”

Edgar turned to her and continued, “If you are stressed, you can go drinking with those directors.”

“I… I only had meals with them. I didn’t do anything else!” Then, she suddenly remembered something. “Previously, I noticed Jean was close to Director Lewis. She must have said something about me behind my back. Otherwise, Director Lewis wouldn’t have kept inviting me out.”

Her lies are falling apart, so she decides to blame others instead.

Edgar was sick of her lies. “Gigi, what you said made sense.”

Gigi’s eyes brightened. She thought she had managed to convince him.

“Edgar, I knew you still care about me.”

“No, what I mean is you should consider carefully whether you should keep this pregnancy.” His eyes turned cold and emotionless. “I will take responsibility if you give birth to the baby. However, the baby will not be born into a happy family.”

He did not love Gigi.

Despite that, he gave her many chances out of responsibility for the child.

However, Gigi had worn out his patience.

“Edgar, how could you…” Gigi cried even harder.

Edgar ignored her. He stood up, grabbed his jacket, and headed out of the villa.

Susan noticed that Gigi was pregnant and was concerned for her. Thus, she went to help Gigi up.

However, Gigi shoved Susan away.

“Get your dirty hands off me! Don’t you dare touch me!” Gigi scolded before getting back up to chase after Edgar.

She did not expect to find Edgar glaring at her as soon as she stepped out of the villa.

Gigi trembled with fear and immediately understood she had made a mistake. “I… I didn’t mean to push her. I…”

She did not expect Edgar to hold a mere housekeeper with such high regard.

At this point, Edgar didn’t even bother to talk to her. He walked past Gigi, helped Susan up, and shut the door.

Gigi stood on the steps with tears rolling down her cheeks.

…

Meanwhile, Gigi wore a cap and read the day’s newspaper as she stood before Royden Group.

Royden Group’s shares dropped by one point due to severe internal strife.

Royden Group’s project in the west of the city is at risk of a standstill.

Jean looked up at the clouds in the sky. The weather was nice, and she was in a good mood.

Soon, cars belonging to directors of Royden Group entered the parking area.

Jean focused on a few cars among them. It was their fault that I couldn’t go home last night. Since they are determined to get involved in matters concerning the Eyer family, they only have themselves to blame.

Jean glanced left and right before hurrying across the road toward Royden Tower.

“Which department are you in?”

A patrolling security guard shouted at her.

Jean looked up immediately with an innocent smile. “I’m Amy Cabot from the advertising department.”

She spoke naturally and even showed that she knew a way only employees who were late would use.

Thus, the security did not doubt that Jean was an employee. He tapped on the facial recognition machine and shouted into a walkie-talkie. “Machine B2 is broken.”