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!"

voice echoed in the

Stephens wasn’t there

not to be there, but Daisy felt her heart

she couldn’t help but call out his name again,

the spirits

man’s voice came from the sofa not far away, startling Daisy

figure stood up from the sofa and

the light, the

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

can sleep but I can’t nap?" Edward Stephens retorted, not pleased, as he walked over and glanced at her face, then used his

his palm, muttering

Stephens: "Didn’t feel like

puffed

a glass of

perks while being sick. Feeling a bit cocky, she raised her head, her eyes shining as she looked at him, "Anything

her attitude toward choosing food, gave her

regretfully withdrew her gaze, "Then

"Seafood porridge?"

"Whatever."

call to a nearby hotel

finishing, he lazily lay back

him, thinking he looked more like a patient than