Hold On Mr.! Your Sweetheart is a Real Queen

Chapter 59: Chapter 59: Edward, Am I About to Die?

Edward Stephens heard the sound of the collapse and turned around to look.

Damn.

He cursed softly and quickly walked back, crouching down in front of Daisy Ginger.

Daisy Ginger was on her knees, looking as if she was about to collapse, her face as pale as if it were transparent in the sunlight.

"Daisy Ginger," he said, placing a hand on her shoulder and furrowing his brow as he looked at her, "What’s going on?"

Blood was still dripping from her nose, soaking Daisy Ginger’s shirt. She furrowed her thin eyebrows and raised her pale face to look at him, her voice sounding a bit aggrieved, "Edward Stephens, I feel terrible..."

To think she still wants to sign a contract in this state. Edward chuckled lightly and reached out to pick Daisy Ginger up from the ground.

The woman in his arms felt very light. He had never held her before, but she seemed much thinner than the last time they met.

No weight at all.

He stuffed her into the passenger seat and handed her a bunch of tissues, "Use these to block it."

her nose, her voice

and glanced at her, saying coldly, "Trouble like you lasts a

and you won’t even comfort me. Edward Stephens, do you have any humanity

in this state but still spewing nonsense. Edward couldn’t help but roll his eyes and was

After a while, Daisy Ginger

to keep herself awake, but when Edward didn’t speak,

gently settled over her, enveloping her in a faint smell of tobacco and the familiar scent of

and couldn’t help but glance at the driver’s seat, catching sight of the man’s sharp

the cashmere blanket around herself, tugged at the corners of her lips, suddenly feeling a bit

you for coming

taking me to the

*

and she was

the doctor’s expression grew increasingly grim as

malnutrition, abnormally high white blood cells, symptoms of gastritis, a fever

a time of abundant food, managing to bring oneself to malnutrition is quite an