Hold On Mr.! Your Sweetheart is a Real Queen

Chapter 37: Chapter 37: "Edward Stephens, I am now your lawful wife.

Edward Stephens released her ankle and warned her expressionlessly, "Daisy Ginger, I don’t just sleep with anyone."

Daisy Ginger replied earnestly, "Coincidentally, neither do I."

Edward: "..." This woman probably doesn’t even know how to spell "shame."

Seeing that he had nothing to say, Daisy Ginger propped her chin up and glanced at him with a bit of a smug expression.

Edward withdrew his gaze coldly, deciding to ignore her.

The more attention he gives her, the more she gets carried away.

Lady Stephens called back with red eyes, feeling that something must have happened at the dinner table while she was away. However, seeing Daisy Ginger smiling happily, she felt relieved.

As long as she’s happy, it’s all good.

*

from the United States, Lady Stephens didn’t stay in their

new, a detached villa in the best area of

was just her and Edward Stephens living there, it seemed a bit too

dinner, Edward went straight back to the bedroom, while Daisy Ginger chatted with Lady Stephens for a while before heading to the guest room

and went to bed, but hadn’t slept long when he heard the

nearly made him laugh out loud in anger: clad in pajamas, holding a pillow at the door, Edward turned on the light, frowning, and asked, "Daisy Ginger, what

material was thin, soft, and hugged her curves intimately. Her hair, let down completely, looked as voluminous as seaweed, and she stood confidently at his door with her chin lifted, loudly declaring, "Edward Stephens, I’m sleeping with

so loud, it probably

Edward’s face instantly darkened; he felt like strangling

blackened face and, dragging her pillow, climbed onto his bed. The nightgown was thin, with a wide neckline—when she leaned

Damn!

away, unable to resist cursing internally; what was his mother thinking, making her such

into his bed,

was cold as he threw off the blanket, got out of bed, and grabbed the shirt lying on the sofa to drape