Hold On Mr.! Your Sweetheart is a Real Queen

Chapter 116: Chapter 116: Are You Going to Support Me?

Edward Stephens gazed at her bright eyes, brushed his fingertips over the lips she had kissed, then lifted his hand to ruffle her hair a few times. "Get some early sleep, no need to work so late every day."

Daisy Ginger glanced at him, "Are you going to support me?"

Edward Stephens chuckled softly, a hint of nonchalance in his tone, "You and I can afford it."

Look at him being all smug.

Daisy Ginger lifted her chin slightly, "I like to be self-reliant."

Edward Stephens didn’t say anything more, changed his clothes, accompanied Daisy Ginger to the study, and then lazily walked out of the Ginger Residence alone.

After coaxing her into a good mood, the weight he’d been carrying for days was lifted. He sent a text message to his mother, opened the car door, and got in.

Sitting in the driver’s seat, he reached into his pocket for a cigarette, didn’t find one, and instead pulled out a small platinum earring.

Leaning lazily against the leather seat, Edward Stephens raised an eyebrow to examine the surprisingly intricate earring, then rolled down the window and tossed it out with disdain.

What taste.

Ugly.

*

a week’s absence, Edward Stephens finally returned

and when she saw him return, she raised

glanced at his

"Where’s Daisy?"

Stephens replied, "At

suspiciously, "Edward Stephens, you

to roll his eyes but held back, gritting his teeth and putting on a fake smile, "Why

huffed with pride, "Your wife almost got scared away,

in arguing with her, slid one hand into his

him, Lady Stephens’s voice came

Lady Stephens said gently, "Remember to send him a message to let him know you’re

a while, said nothing, and

Stephens watched his back, silently

*

Stephens went upstairs, took a shower in the bathroom, and when he came out, he couldn’t help but sniff his arms, feeling that the

acute than most, and the scent of

ventilation, sat shirtless on the sofa, biting on a cigarette, and typed a