Hold On Mr.! Your Sweetheart is a Real Queen

Chapter 62: Chapter 62: Just Knows How to Act Spoiled

Edward Stephens didn’t pay any attention to her this time.

Daisy Ginger watched him for a while with her eyes open. The warmth in her stomach even warmed up her cold hands and feet. She was so exhausted she couldn’t hold on and gradually fell asleep.

Edward Stephens sat on the sofa, played with his phone for a while, and heard the even breathing from the room.

He looked up, his gaze landing on the pale face of the woman on the bed.

Even in her sleep, she seemed restless, her brows constantly furrowed.

Edward watched for a moment, got up, and walked out of the room, leaning against the wall by the door, and made a phone call.

"Hey, Ryan..."

*

Daisy Ginger had a nightmare.

She dreamed that her bedroom was on fire, and when she opened the door, a mass of flames rushed toward her.

"Ah—!" she screamed, her eyes snapping open.

She felt very hot, her mouth dry, and it was already dark. The room was empty, and she could hear her rapid heartbeat and breathing.

Feeling so lonely, she instinctively called out, "Edward!"

echoed in

wasn’t

not to be there, but

couldn’t help but call

the spirits

voice came from the sofa

the sofa and walked to the door

light, the man’s face looked

as if a flower had bloomed on his face. After a long moment, she pouted and softly asked,

as he walked over and glanced at her face, then used his

was much lower than hers. Daisy closed her eyes, nuzzling against his palm, muttering softly, "Then

Stephens: "Didn’t feel like

Humph. Daisy puffed up

Stephens poured her a glass of water, looking at her feverish cheeks, and glanced

was very surprised, not expecting to have such perks while being sick. Feeling a bit

her attitude toward choosing food, gave her a look, "Same

Daisy regretfully withdrew her gaze,

"Seafood porridge?"

"Whatever."

made a call to a nearby hotel to have

lay

looked more like