Hold On Mr.! Your Sweetheart is a Real Queen

Chapter 23: Chapter 23: Mom, I’m Getting Married

The entire Ginger Residence could see it.

Their Director Ginger had been in a very good mood lately.

Although she always had a smile at home, after spending much time together, everyone could tell whether it was a genuine smile or a fake one.

If someone at the Ginger Residence was in a good mood, naturally someone else was not.

However, Emily Ginger’s bad mood didn’t have much impact. The household staff could easily coax and console her, unlike how they had to be cautious and attentive with Daisy Ginger.

Thus, life for everyone in the Ginger Residence had improved noticeably.

That morning, Daisy Ginger got up very early.

When she came downstairs, she was already dressed up, wearing a lilac French vintage spaghetti strap dress. It was rare for her to dress so gracefully, and with a sweet smile on her face, she was quite appealing.

"Miss, are you going out later?" The butler approached and inquired kindly. Daisy, in a good mood, nodded, "Yes, ask the driver to fill up the car’s tank. I’ll leave after breakfast."

Receiving the order, the butler immediately picked up the phone to call the driver, while Daisy entered the dining room, surrounded by the household staff.

"Miss, what would you like for breakfast?" A maid diligently set the table in front of her and complimented her makeup, "Your makeup looks great today. Miss, are you going out on a date with Mr. Stephens?"

The shadow of Daisy Ginger taking her own sister’s fiancé seemed to have long faded with Daisy’s recent attitude. For some time now, Daisy had become so agreeable that it felt as if she had changed into a different person. Everyone couldn’t help but secretly think—if she had taken him sooner, it would have been better... What is Emily compared to making Daisy happy? That would be best for everyone.

"Oh, no," Daisy sipped her coffee, "a sandwich will do." She glanced outside the door, where Emily Ginger entered gloomily, accompanied by Abigail Perry. Both mother and daughter had lost quite a bit of weight lately. Emily looked haggard with swollen eyes, and Abigail appeared worried, her brows furrowed, showing signs of distress.

As the two entered the dining area and saw Daisy sitting inside, the clear morning sunlight shone on Daisy, making her skin glow so much it was almost dazzling.

whispered to Abigail, "Mom... I don’t have much of an appetite; I’ll head back

crying alone in her room often during

arrived, and she took it, bit into it, and glanced at

didn’t eat last night either. If

shook her head, stood up dejectedly, and

lips in frustration, yet she still

this one precious daughter. Although she wasn’t great, she couldn’t bear for anything to

Emily

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out to a nearby stationery store to buy a bunch of paints and

turned the car around and headed towards

navigation. Over the years, she had traveled this road so

car slowly came to a stop at

saw her face and proactively opened the gate.

out of the ward. Upon seeing her, the doctor gave a friendly smile, familiar with Daisy. Daisy nodded

was more accurately described as a studio

scent of oil and paint. The walls,

covered the

slender figure in a blue and white hospital gown sat by the window,

over, placing the drawing tools she carried next to

head full of white hair, tying it neatly at the

motionless,

the woman, propped her chin on her hand, and smiled while watching the woman’s profile for