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

"That boy didn’t say anything, I wanted to

eyes, sipping the soup with

*

stayed with her until noon, and

Lady Stephens left, Daisy Ginger decided she wouldn’t

out the needle, borrowed a phone from a

to a nearby clothing store and

hour later, Daisy

discharge, watching as Daisy, poised

still quite pale, she held her back straight, looking no different than

hearing her ask, "What about

"...They’ve already left."

paused, not exactly

for half a month, finally reaching an agreement, it was frustrating to be hospitalized at the last

undisturbed, only a slight frown on her brow, pondering how to deal with

wanting to discuss a collaboration.

was slightly taken aback, cigarette ash

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,

are you

over, glimpsed the word "discharge,"

he fell back on the sofa, propping

on the sofa, sipped his drink, expressionless, "Keep babbling, and

stiffened, gesturing a sign of

Edward sneered, thoroughly unimpressed.