Hold On Mr.! Your Sweetheart is a Real Queen

Chapter 64: Chapter 64: The Wife Married for 1.5 Billion

Waking up, I was almost scared to death by the woman squatting beside my bed.

Daisy Ginger clutched her pounding heart and couldn’t help but ask, "Auntie, why are you here?"

Lady Stephens had no idea how long she had been sitting there watching her. Seeing Daisy awake, with red-rimmed eyes, she grabbed Daisy’s hand and choked out, "Daisy, why didn’t you tell me you were sick? And malnourished. If I’d known, I would’ve sent someone to bring you food every day."

It seemed Lady Stephens had already gone through her medical files while she was asleep.

Daisy Ginger’s fever had just subsided, leaving her body limp and sore, as if she’d been beaten up. She weakly waved her hand, "I’m fine. A few days on a nutrient drip will fix me up." Looking around, Daisy asked, "Where’s Edward?"

"Why worry about that brat? He left early in the morning and wouldn’t even come when I called him to join."

"So Auntie, you came here alone?" Daisy smiled, "I’m really okay, Auntie, don’t worry too much."

"How can I not worry?" Lady Stephens touched Daisy’s forehead and urged, "It’s still a bit warm. Lie back down, I’ve made you breakfast. I’ll go get it for you."

Daisy Ginger wasn’t exactly a fragile woman, but being cared for so gently by Lady Stephens made her feel a bit helpless.

She watched as Lady Stephens took out an array of foods from a thermos, at least seven or eight dishes, much more generously than Edward.

"I heard from Edward that you’ve been eating instant noodles all month?" Lady Stephens carefully brought over the black rice porridge, "Daisy, Auntie knows running a company is hard, but no matter how hard it is, you have to eat properly."

Daisy reached out for the porridge, nodding, "You’re right, Auntie."

Lady Stephens looked at her eagerly, with a gentle smile, "Daisy, try it while it’s still warm, it won’t taste good cold."

The black rice porridge, simmered on low heat, was soft and the rice fragrance fully blended into the broth. Daisy took a sip and looked up at Lady Stephens with a smile, "It’s delicious, thank you, Auntie."

"No need to say thank you among family." Lady Stephens placed each dish on the small table in front of Daisy, "When I heard from Edward you were hospitalized, I was scared to death. I knew you were busy these days, and didn’t dare to contact you. If I’d known you weren’t eating well, I would’ve had meals delivered to you."

deepened, "Edward asked you

her and huffed lightly, "That boy didn’t say anything,

sipping the soup with a tender smile on her lips

*

and they had lunch together

Lady Stephens left, Daisy Ginger decided she wouldn’t stay hospitalized any

needle, borrowed a phone from a nurse, and called her

to a nearby clothing store

hour later,

Daisy, poised in high heels,

pale, she held her back straight, looking

her ask,

"...They’ve already left."

paused, not

finally reaching an

a slight frown on her brow, pondering how

Director Ginger," Oliver said suddenly, "A Swiss Tech Co. contacted us yesterday, wanting to discuss a collaboration.

aback, cigarette ash falling quietly from her

Swiss company?

*

Royal Lounge.

on the coffee table suddenly vibrated, Edward Stephens leaned forward, casually picked it up, and his expression instantly turned cold, muttering,

you

him curiously leaned over, glimpsed the word "discharge," before Edward impatiently pushed

secret can’t even your good buddy see?" Ryan Smith, following Edward’s push, laughed as he fell back on the

sofa, sipped his drink, expressionless, "Keep babbling, and I’ll call Gertie for

face stiffened, gesturing a sign

Edward sneered, thoroughly unimpressed.