Edgar and His Destined Wife
Chapter 195

Chapter 195 Change Dressing

Edgar had not mentioned going out of the room since he gained consciousness.

He asked slowly, "Shouldn't it be time for me to change my dressing?"

Change dressing?

Jean frowned hard. He wasn't fit to change his dressing himself.

Jean took out his medicine and some gauze from the drawer. Then, she just stood there quietly.

Edgar turned toward her and said, "What are you waiting for?"

He seemed ready.

Jean raised her hands. "I don't know how. I can help you hold up a mirror and you can..."

But before she could finish her words, she could feel his stare turn icy cold.

"Weren't you good in everything when you were nursing Ben Ludwig in the hospital?"

She is saying she didn't know how when it comes to him?

Edgar's stare turned icier from jealousy.

Jean muttered something inaudibly. Then she walked over and said, "Well, don't move then. I'm telling you that I'm quite a rough person, don't you shout if it hurts." Edgar kept quiet and let her change his dressing.

Although Jean said that she would be rough, she was still quite gentle, especially when she saw Edgar's fresh wound after taking the dressing off. She froze a few seconds at its sight. If he hadn't protected her at that time, she would have suffered from this injury.

Moreover, she lived alone. So she would have to change her dressing alone in front of the mirror. It would be a sad sight.

She reapplied medicine on his wound and dressed the wound once more.

"Done."

She let go of him. Just as she turned around to leave, she bumped into the cup of coffee on the table.

'Crash.'

The coffee spilled all over.

Jean jumped away in time, so the coffee did not spill on her but it spilled all over the man behind her.

The strong aroma of coffee filled the room.

Jean coughed lightly and smiled. "Your coffee is pretty good."

"Oh really?" The man looked indifferent. He grabbed the woman in front of him, who was trying to escape. "I can't change myself."

"Only your head and your elbow is hurt. It's not like you can't take care of yourself!" Jean looked sullen.

She had spent more than ten hours in this room with him. She did not want to be called by him as a servant girl anymore.

Helplessness covered Edgar's almost perfect face. He moved his arms slowly, as if he was in great pain.

Seeing this, Jean gritted her teeth and stepped forward.

She swore to herself that she was helping Edgar because she didn't want to owe him any favors.

If not, she wouldn't care, even if he were to die on the streets.

His tanned and smooth skin appeared before her eyes. But Jean was focused on helping Edgar change. She did not think about anything else.

But when she was helping him button up his shirt, their distance got closer.

Jean's head touched his lips as she gradually raised her head.

Soon, her head reached his nose and his eyes. Suddenly, she noticed that her heart was beating very fast! The person in front of her was Edgar Royden... "You can button the rest yourself!"

She let go of his shirt, turned around and ran into the bathroom.

There was nowhere else for her to hide in his room.

The man sat at the side of the bed. The corners of his lips curled upwards. He quickly buttoned up his shirt. His wound indeed hurt, and it was prone to open if he made huge movements. But he didn't care about the wound at all.

If it wasn't Jean staying in his room, he wouldn't have done this.

The man frowned. He picked up his phone and quickly sent out a message.

When Jean came out of the bathroom, Edgar continued to put on a painful face.

"Why isn't anyone here to repair the door yet?" Jean frowned hard as she was unhappy.

Edgar leaned against the bed head. He was quiet.

Jean supported her chin with both hands. She thought, perhaps he didn't like to be locked up in this room with her either. She blinked her eyes and stopped talking.

She didn't know that Edgar was observing her. He was watching her side profile and could see her impatience and dissatisfaction.

At night, when Susan passed them their food, she said, "The locksmith is arriving soon."

Jean's eyes brightened up and her appetite increased.

Edgar knew what she was thinking. He frowned.

"Master, Ms. Eyer, please be patient. He will be done soon." Susan spoke through the door. If Edgar hadn't sent her the text message and told her to open the door, she would have postponed it further. Soon, the locksmith repaired the door.

The bright smile on Jean's face pierced his heart.

Was she that happy?

Was she so excited to get away from him?

The man was very displeased. Just as Jean was about to leave, he stopped her. "Are you leaving?"

"Of course!"

Jean turned around in surprise. "Aren't Susan and your maids capable of taking care of you?"

She was just Eyer Group's representative and was in charge of the collaboration with Royden Group. She was not one of the liabilities sold to him.

Edgar's eyes darkened a little more.

"You cannot leave."

"I have the freedom to go anywhere I want. You have no right...'

"I will immediately terminate the contract with Eyer Group if you walk out of this door." Edgar raised his eyes and looked at her. "By then, Eyer Group will not only lose a chance to collaborate. They will also lose the entire market. Whichever group the Roydens give up collaborating with, other companies will follow suit."

"You..." Jean gritted her teeth in anger.

He was clearly threatening her.

He knew for sure that she would not let go of this chance to collaborate. She would not ruin Eyer Group's reputation.

"Do you really think you can do anything you want? I will make Eyer Group have its comeback one day!"

"I believe you can do it," Edgar smiled, "but not now."

Jean knew that just a word from him will make everyone stay away from Eyer Group.

She slowly clenched her fists. "Did you give me the project on purpose so that you could restrain me?"

"Bingo."

Edgar made it no secret and admitted it straightaway.

"Then I will sue Royden Group for terminating the contract. The liquidated damages should be quite a huge sum." Jean forced herself to calm down. She stared straight into the man's eyes and replied firmly. "That is a good counterattack. But you can try asking if any law firm would take your case." Edgar was confident.

Jean's reactions were well within his expectations.

The more she wanted to run from him, the more reluctant he was to let go of her.

He did not care what means he had to use as long as he could see Jean.

"By that time, I will include the compensation for my injury in the claim. Ms. Eyer, you can still think it over before making a decision. I do not wish for you to regret it later." "Edgar Royden, you are a lunatic!"