Hold On Mr.! Your Sweetheart is a Real Queen

Chapter 27: Chapter 27: The Ends of the Earth

Edward Stephens’ people acted quickly; half an hour later, they located Emily Ginger, who had taken sleeping pills, in a rental apartment.

Emily Ginger was swiftly sent to the hospital for a stomach pump.

When Daisy Ginger arrived at the hospital in Edward Stephens’ car, she discovered that Lady Stephens was already there.

Abigail Perry’s eyes were red, her voice choked as she sobbed, being comforted by Lady Stephens.

"Edward!"

Seeing Daisy and Edward arrive, Abigail Perry quickly ran over and grabbed Edward’s hand; her eyes red, she looked at him as if clutching onto a lifeline and anxiously asked, "How is Emily now? Is she okay? If something really happens to her, I can’t go on living..."

As she spoke, she couldn’t help but burst into tears again, looking completely broken.

Lady Stephens watched from the side, seemingly empathetic as well, wiping tears with reddened eyes.

Edward Stephens withdrew his hand from Abigail Perry’s grasp, glanced at the operating room, and said with a stern face, "I just arrived too, the specifics aren’t clear yet, we have to wait for the surgery results."

definite answer from Edward, Abigail Perry’s emotions visibly became unstable again, her tearful eyes looked toward the operating

these emotions made her appear

eyes, pulled her to the side, where the two women sat

leaned against a wall and took out a lighter from

to light a cigarette, Edward Stephens turned his head and, noticing her actions, frowned

shrugged, "It’s so boring here, what should I do when I

expression for a while before slowly turning his gaze away, speaking with a cold and heavy voice, "You

chuckled, "Smoking alone

"Go home."

"Will you take me?"

Ginger. On his aristocratic, cold face, there was a shadowy chill that engulfed

sister’s life is in danger inside the operating room right

were delivered particularly gravely, like

of

closer. After staring at her for a long while, he withdrew his gaze expressionlessly, not turning back, and

spot, tossing the crimson-colored lighter up and down, her gaze fixed on the man’s tall, straight back