Hold On Mr.! Your Sweetheart is a Real Queen

Chapter 83: Chapter 83: "Have you had enough?!

"You two lovebirds should hurry home, and don’t argue anymore." Abigail Perry walked over enthusiastically, her attitude towards Ian Linton verging on flattery, and she smiled, "I’ve already talked to Emily, you should make nice with her too. What problem between a married couple can’t be solved face to face, to the point you have to take it home?" The last few words were implied for Emily Ginger to hear.

Ian Linton walked over, gently took Emily Ginger’s hand, and pulled her into his embrace. Looking at her somewhat pale and haggard face, he seemed a bit heartbroken. Tenderly, he raised his hand to caress Emily’s cheek: "Emily, it was my fault, come home with me, okay?"

Emily Ginger’s expression was listless until Ian’s hand touched her face. She seemed a bit disgusted, and she abruptly raised her hand to brush Ian’s fingers away.

"..."

Ian Linton’s actions paused, he looked at her face, then sighed lightly, looking somewhat troubled and helpless.

Seeing the awkward atmosphere, Abigail hurried to smooth things over, "Ian, you’re all wet, do you want to change into a different coat before you go? Emily, go upstairs and get Ian’s black trench coat, quickly."

Finishing, she pulled Emily away without giving her a chance to refuse.

thinking Abigail was going to

to leave, Ian

This usually neat and refined young man seemed a bit bedraggled at the

tissue, smiling, "It’s nothing, arguments are inevitable between two

and wiped

in a rush to leave, and with Emily and Abigail not coming down yet, he sat down and politely asked Daisy

had no ill feelings toward Ian. Seeing him ask sincerely, she sat back on the sofa and chatted with

minutes or so, Emily and

holding Ian’s black

"Emily!"

didn’t stop, he

a sip from her cup of coffee,

fell gently. Ian Linton’s black Maybach had its lights on quietly. He quickly caught up to Emily, grabbed her hand. Though she seemed to try to break free, she ended up