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.

and whispered to Abigail, "Mom... I don’t have

alone in

and she took it, bit

her brows and urged, "Emily, you didn’t eat last night either. If you don’t eat, you’ll have to

shook her head, stood up dejectedly,

you..." Abigail sighed helplessly, pursing her lips in frustration, yet she

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

by Emily and

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

turned

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

slowly came to a stop

at the gate saw her face and proactively opened the gate. Daisy

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

was more accurately described as

of oil and paint. The walls, floor, and even the ceiling were covered with

swathes of vibrant color covered the

white hospital gown sat by the window, painting

the drawing tools she carried next to the easel, replacing the paints

she gently combed the woman’s head full of white

the woman remained motionless, as if she

a small stool, sat beside the woman, propped her chin on her hand, and smiled