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Jean has not seen Edgar during their two-year marriage. He finally appears at her father’s funeral without flowers, while another woman waits beside his car in a red dress. Read the first two chapters free to follow the encounter that exposes the marriage’s purpose and the next morning’s intrusion into a home already shaken by loss.
CHAPTER ONE
Chapter 1 Funeral
There was a funeral at Westburgh Cemetery.
There was a funeral at Westburgh Cemetery. Jean Eyer was dressed in black and stood quietly among the crowd as her late father's friends came to her to express their condolences. Someone said in a low tone, "My condolences, Ms. Eyer." Jean wiped her tears and thanked the mourner. A month ago, Eyer Group wound up and shuttered. Furthermore, her father suffered a heart attack and passed away. In an instant, the once prominent Eyer family was gone. Despite her family's downfall, people still mourned her loss and did not dare to look down on her. It was because she was not only the daughter of the Eyer family but the wife of a man who conquered the business world and was feared by all. He was the revered president of Royden Group, Edgar Royden. The funeral proceeded until noon, but Edgar still did not show up. When the funeral was about to end, an inconspicuous Bentley traveled into the cemetery. Then, the driver got out and opened the passenger door. Edgar stepped out of the car dressed in a pressed tailored suit and shiny polished leather shoes. He had a handsome face with well-formed facial features. However, his eyes were cold. This was Jean's first time seeing Edgar since marrying him two years ago. It was ironic that she finally saw him again at her father's funeral. While all the mourners brought flowers and other gifts, Edgar came empty-handed. "Edgar." What was even more shocking was that a sultry woman in a short red dress came out of his car and held his arm. "Do I have to go in too?" Edgar's expression softened slightly as he looked at her. He unfurled her fingers from his arm and said, "Wait for me in the car." "Okay." The woman smiled and stood on tiptoes to kiss his cheek. That scene was akin to a hard slap on Jean's face. They were now at her father's funeral. That woman not only disrespected Jean's father by wearing red, but she also kissed Jean's husband with all the mourners watching. Thus, Jean clenched her fists and struggled to maintain her usual composure. Meanwhile, Edgar walked onto the steps toward her. Soon, he turned to meet her gaze. Edgar stood at five feet nine inches tall and looked down at her intimidatingly. "What's wrong? Have you turned mute in the past two years?" "What do you want?" Jean sensed that he did not come here with good intentions. "What do I want?" Edgar's gaze turned cold. They seemed chillier than the snow and wind outside the hall. "Isn't it obvious? I'm here to pay my respect to my dear father-in-law." He continued to look down at Jean. Jean's long hair had reached her waist. Edgar could not deny that she had grown even more alluring than two years ago. If she was not his enemy's daughter, perhaps they would have a happy marriage. Or they would never marry each other. After all, he married her solely to seek revenge against Gary Eyer. "Everyone, leave us." All the mourners acted promptly on Edgar's order and left the hall. No one dared to object or offend the president of Royden Group. Once the last person left the hall, Jean felt Edgar gripping her wrist painfully. He gripped it so hard that he almost dislocated it. Then, he dragged her forcefully into a room and shut the door. … An hour later, Edgar put on his suit jacket and left the memorial hall without a hint of emotion on his face. The woman who had been waiting outside all this while rushed to welcome him. She held his hand and said gently, "Edgar, how was it? Have you dealt with the problem?" "Yes," Edgar answered flatly as he held her hand and walked down the steps. "it is all over." Gigi could hear the resignation in his voice but did not dare to ask questions. She glanced behind with a hint of fear in her eyes. I hope it is truly over this time.
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CHAPTER TWO
Chapter 2 Divorce
Jean adjusted her clothes in the room, her movements mechanical and detached. Her eyes, swollen from hours of weeping, reflected the profound sadness she felt. She looked up at her father's gray photo on the wall, his stern, unyielding gaze a stark reminder of the man she had lost. The weight of Edgar's cruel words seemed to press down on her like a physical force. "I married you to seek revenge against your disgusting father. Now that he is dead, and you're the only one left, it is your turn to pay for his crimes." The memory of Edgar's harsh declaration was like a dagger twisting in her heart. Jean sank to the floor, her strength drained, and the tears continued to flow uncontrollably. She buried her face in her hands, sobbing softly. "Dad, I've failed you…" she murmured between sobs, her voice breaking with grief. That day, the news of the Eyer family's overnight downfall became the headline of various major newspapers. The shocking revelation of their abrupt fall from grace was a sensation, gripping public attention. The following morning, a piece of entertainment news took the Internet by storm, adding to the chaos surrounding Jean’s life. As Jean was still deep in mourning, trying to come to terms with her father's death, an unexpected disturbance shook her from her despair. A group of people stormed into her countryside home, moving her furniture out of the house with ruthless efficiency. The noise of shuffling items and clattering furniture was deafening. Jean, still in her grief-stricken haze, stumbled downstairs to investigate the commotion. Her housekeeper, Brigid Lang, rushed to her side, her face etched with worry and frustration. "Madam! A group of people suddenly barged in and started moving things from the house. I can't stop them!" Brigid's voice trembled with panic. Jean’s heart raced as she tried to process what was happening. She stopped one of the movers, a burly man struggling with a large antique porcelain vase from the foyer. Her eyes flashed with determination despite her anguish. "What are you doing? I'll call the police to arrest you for trespassing!" Her voice was hoarse but resolute. The man paused, clearly taken aback by her accusation. "Trespassing? Doesn't this house belong to Mr. Royden? We are acting under his instruction to move everything in the house. I apologize if we've disturbed you." Jean was stunned and suddenly remembered something. Although my father purchased this house for me as my marital home, I made Edgar the sole owner of this house as a sign of my trust in him. What is Edgar up to now? In a daze, Jean fumbled for her phone, dialing Edgar's number urgently. Her fingers shook as she tried to reach him, but the phone vibrated in her hand. In her haste, she accidentally pressed on a notification, which opened a news article that made her heart stop. Edgar Royden, president of Royden Group, announced through an interview that he would be marrying Ms. Gigi Reece, a rookie actress. It is reported that Mr. Royden has divorced Ms. Jean Eyer. Jean gripped her phone tightly. Divorce? Why am I not aware that I have divorced? "Madam, what… What should we do?" Brigid panicked as things got out of hand. Mr. Royden refuses to show Madam even a little mercy. She is his wife, after all. Why does he have to be so cruel? Jean, now filled with a sense of urgency, turned to Brigid with a steely resolve. "Call the police! Call the police now!" She commanded, her voice firm despite the tears streaming down her face. It was the only way she could think of to confront Edgar and demand answers.
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