Chapter 291 Tear
“I’d suggest you go visit Ms. Reece in the hospital if you have the time. It’ll give her some peace of mind and help with the delivery. Rather than doing something that would upset Mr. Royden.”
He had finished what he came to say. Sam called for Winnie after Miles had left. “Reading between the lines, has Gigi done something to upset Edgar recently?”
He had already decided to ‘sell’ his daughter to Edgar. Gigi’s feelings were the last thing on his mind. Right now, he was more focused on how he was going to change Edgar’s mind.
“Say something! Royden Group may have lost the auction, but Edgar is not the type to let this hold him down for long. He will bounce back without any issues. When the time comes, I’ll need to take advantage of Royden Group. Nothing can go wrong.”
The longer he spoke, the more conflicted Winnie felt.
She refused to speak for a while but finally broke after Sam continued to prod her. “Gigi wanted to speed up the marriage process. Edgar probably felt that she was being too pushy.”
This was the plan Gigi had thought up with her friends.
In Sam’s opinion, she had no one to blame but herself.
“I need you to go check on Gigi every day from today onwards until she delivers the baby. Should anything go wrong, consider yourself fired.”
Before Winnie could respond, Sam had left and gone upstairs.
She stood unmoving in the living room. Winnie took a deep breath and sneered, “The apple doesn’t fall far from the tree. Both father and daughter use me as an outlet for their anger! Don’t even dream about going up against Jean and Edgar.”
Based on how Gigi returned unsuccessful the other day, Winnie knew that Jean must have received her news.
After hesitating a little, she called Jean.
But it went unanswered.
Did Jean know that she was the one who tipped her off?
Winnie frowned and went back to her room.
…
Jean slept all night and well into the next day.
She found her entire body to be sore when she woke up.
“You’re awake!” The nurse exclaimed happily. “Let me get the doctor.”
Jean looked around. She was the only one in the room.
Good. Edgar wasn’t there.
That meant that she had the time to hide it from him.
Gritting her teeth against the pain, Jean got down from the bed and stood on the cold tile floor. The chill from the floor was a shock to her system, and she let out a light gasp.
She tugged at the drawers next to the bed to hide the jewelry box in.
When the door suddenly opened.
She wanted to hide, but it was too late.
“You’re awake?” The man frowned.
He hurried over and noticed what she was trying to hide.
He stared at her with penetrating eyes.
Jean shivered.
She had witnessed his unpredictable temper more times than she could count.
Edgar had always been full of pride and was decisive. He hated lies and secrets.
When he found out that she had lied to him about losing her memory, he…
Jean straightened up. “I was afraid that I had lost it. My mother left it for me.” Her voice was hoarse and cracked.
She had no intention of explaining further.
The creases on Edgar’s forehead smoothened out.
He was about to say something else when the doctor rushed in to check on Jean. Edgar was pushed to the side.
“She seems to be recovering well, Mr. Royden. There shouldn’t be any lingering issues.”
Edgar nodded.
“Would she…”
His phone rang, interrupting him. It was Gigi.
Jean leaned against the headboard. She caught his expression just before she closed her eyes.
“The patient needs more rest. We should leave her to it.” The doctor and the nurses left the room.
Edgar stood at the door. His phone rang incessantly. He looked conflicted. “You should rest.”
The door closed behind him.
Jean opened her eyes and smirked at herself. She was no longer afraid of Edgar’s confrontation.
Her solution was foolproof.
Soon after, Gigi came looking for her. The loose-fitting hospital gown did nothing to hide her massive stomach.
This was probably something that Jean may never experience in her lifetime.
“I knew it was you!”
Gigi barged into the room and came at Jean, wanting to tear at her hair and scratch her face.
However, her movements were clumsy and bumbling as she was close to giving birth.
Even Jean, who had just woken up from a deep sleep, was able to dodge her easily.
“The good die young, but the wicked live forever! Why didn’t you just die in that fire already!”
Gigi was spitting mad.
She had called Edgar multiple times when she heard that he had come to the hospital. To her chagrin, he wasn’t here to visit her.
Jean’s eyes were cold.
She watched Gigi go on her rant without saying a word.
“Are you mute?”
In her anger, Gigi knocked down a vase on the table. It crashed onto the floor.
She clenched her teeth and deliberately stepped onto the broken glass.
Her foot was covered in blood.
The door crashed open, and Winnie ran in with nurses trailing behind her. The timing of it all was too perfect for it to be a coincidence. And if that wasn’t enough, a tall, slim figure stood behind the nurses. He surveyed the room with cold, calculating eyes.
“It hurts…”
“Jean, I know you hate me, but how could you harm a pregnant woman?”
Instead of getting angry and defending herself, Jean chuckled.
The blood seemed to drain from Winnie’s face. She hurried over to help Gigi stand. “Gigi, are you okay? Quick, call the doctor!” She cried worriedly.
Edgar frowned. He stared at Jean. “When did you…”
“Just then.”
Jean held his gaze and answered him. “I remembered everything just right before your fiancé came in calling me a bitch.”
She stared back at him without wavering. Her eyes were filled with hatred and resentment.
“Edgar, I think you should go with Gigi. Look at all that blood. This must not be good for the baby.” Winnie deliberately exaggerated the situation.
Jean knew what she was doing. “Yes. Make sure the doctor takes a good look at it. I don’t want her to blame me.” She sneered.
How badly could Gigi have hurt herself when she was the one who chose to step on the glass?
It was probably just minor scratches. It served its purpose in catching Edgar’s attention.
He frowned, but in the end, followed Winnie out.
Just as he was about to leave, Jean called out sarcastically, “Congratulations, by the way. You’re about to be a father.”
He had obviously been cheated on.
It was too much trouble for Jean to expose Gigi’s lies. Besides, Edgar went into this knowingly. Why should she interfere?
Edgar clenched his fists and closed the door.
They would no longer have anything to do with each other.
In the days leading up to this, he had put his heart and soul into acting and making sure things went well. He didn’t expect things to end this quickly and for his dream to shatter.
His chest was tight as he stumbled into the elevator.
He could not shake the look Jean had in her eyes.
Winnie had sent Gigi into the delivery room and was waiting for Edgar, but he never came. She grabbed the doctor in her concern, “How is she?”
“The patient wanted an epidural. She has been moved to the delivery room, and now all we have to do is wait.”
Counting backwards, Gigi had to give birth now so as not to arouse Edgar’s suspicion.
Winnie clasped her hands together and begged, “Please, god. Let it be a boy.”
