Hold On Mr.! Your Sweetheart is a Real Queen

Chapter 11: Chapter 11: He Was Always Meant to Be Hers!

Daisy looked at her face, Lady Stephens had obviously touched up her makeup when she came down, but the eyes don’t lie, they were as red as a rabbit’s.

Daisy shifted her gaze away and smiled as she pulled out the bouquet of sunflowers from the passenger seat, "Edward used to love them the most. I happened to pass by today and bought a bunch for him. Since he’s asleep now, I’ll go up later. Auntie, do you want to go home? I’ll give you a lift."

Lady Stephens’ gaze lingered on the bouquet of sunflowers that were blooming vibrantly. She paused for a moment, as if recalling something, and her eyes reddened even more.

She quickly turned aside, gently rubbed her eyes, suppressing her tears before turning back to Daisy and softly saying, "You are thoughtful, Daisy. I’m heading home now, thank you for the trouble."

Daisy smiled and opened the car door, letting Lady Stephens get in.

Familiar with the route, Daisy drove while making small talk with Lady Stephens.

But Lady Stephens was preoccupied, lost in thought, not knowing where her mind wandered. Daisy spoke, but seeing no response, she fell into silence.

stopped at the entrance of the

a lunch box in hand, planning to deliver dinner to Edward. Seeing Lady Stephens get out of Daisy’s car, he was startled

at the butler, "You’re delivering food to Edward? I’m heading to

forward, expressing his gratitude and handed her the lunch box. Lady Stephens had composed herself by then, but she still seemed unwell. She turned and nodded slightly at Daisy, speaking gently, "Thank

to turn around when she heard Lady Stephens

sunset light, Lady Stephens’ gaze was awash with a glimmer of tears, fragile sorrow threaded through her gentle features. Though she said nothing more,

a gentle and kind mother. Long ago, Daisy had

Stephens. Edward had grown up by her side and learned her gentleness,

"Auntie, what am I supposed to do

became even more tremulous and sorrowful. In the

what was she to

Ginger Residence was no longer what it once was, all she could hold onto were the people who

and now,