Hold On Mr.! Your Sweetheart is a Real Queen

Chapter 1: Chapter 1: If You Want to Live, Marry Me

In the Ginger Residence’s hall, a group sat stiffly upright.

"I can save him, but he must break off the engagement with Emily Ginger."

When Daisy Ginger’s vivid fingers pointed at her, Emily Ginger’s face immediately turned green.

"Daisy," Emily was almost crazy with rage, "What nonsense are you spouting?!"

"I haven’t finished speaking." Daisy gave her a sidelong glance and languidly uttered a few more words, "Break off the engagement with Emily, and then marry me!"

The last two words were spoken with such decisiveness that the entire hall fell silent.

The servants in the hall exchanged glances towards the woman sitting in the middle of the living room, unable to hide a hint of disdain—

With her future brother-in-law gravely ill, Daisy Ginger, Emily’s half-sister, proposed such a brazen demand.

This is just taking advantage of the situation.

can accompany him to the hospital right now." After speaking, Daisy leisurely crossed her legs, leaned back in the armchair with her arms folded, not sparing a glance at the

an utterly... shameless declaration. The servants

to save their only heir, panicked, and couldn’t

to comfort her, urgently looked towards Lady Stephens, and quietly asked, "My dear

showing no hint of emotion, and when she met Abigail Perry’s gaze, she just smiled, turning her head to look at her son leaning against the doorframe: "Edward,

her son the choice, not rejecting

Daisy’s gaze from her chair. After a moment, he looked away, let out a low chuckle, his eyes devoid of any humor, and spat

beloved’s stance, Emily felt a wave of relief, then ran over miserably, holding

cold glance at Daisy sitting not far

his disgust towards Daisy with

he no longer looked at anyone’s face in the room and turned around, pulling Emily

Edward’s departing back with a blank expression, and after they

......

and sighing, turning her head, yet speaking to Daisy, "Edward has been spoiled by me since

bothered" expression, smiling at Lady Stephens, "No problem, I’m used to

tone was sweet, speaking with a family-like familiarity: "Ah, indeed, our dear Daisy

dark green—Lady Stephens, is it really okay for you