Hold On Mr.! Your Sweetheart is a Real Queen

Chapter 136: Chapter 135: You Really Don’t Feel Guilty At All

Edward Stephens saw her say this and didn’t explain further—he didn’t need to explain anything to her when he did things.

He withdrew his gaze, no longer looking at her.

Daisy Ginger walked straight ahead, opened the door, and had just stepped out when Abigail Perry’s voice suddenly came from across: "What are you doing here?!"

Daisy looked up and saw Abigail standing opposite, looking at her with shock and disbelief.

Standing in front of her was a young nurse, perhaps just discussing Emily Ginger’s condition with the nurse, and when she came out, both the nurse and Abigail seemed a bit surprised.

Daisy hadn’t had a chance to explain before Abigail rushed over madly, grabbed her arm, and shrieked, "Haven’t you harmed my daughter enough? What are you doing here now? Do you want Emily to die to be satisfied! Daisy, you vicious woman, get out of my daughter’s room!"

Hearing her hoarse insults, Daisy’s brow furrowed, and her arm hurt from Abigail’s grip. She leaned against the door frame to steady herself, looking coldly at Abigail, "Let go!"

These days, Abigail seemed truly out of her mind. Her hair was disheveled, her makeup unattended, and she appeared to have aged nearly a decade. She had forgotten all the etiquette lessons she had been taught over the years, behaving like a mad woman in public.

"You mustn’t come here! Do you hear me? Never get close to Emily again! If it weren’t for you breaking her and Edward up, she wouldn’t be like this; it’s all your fault, you slut, Daisy, you slut!"

A hint of fury appeared between Daisy’s brows as she was about to reprimand the woman with no filter when, from the hospital room, Emily Ginger suddenly began screaming loudly.

"Ah——!!"

"Ah ah ah ah——"

"Ah ah ah ah ah ah——!"

table, and she stepped barefoot over the broken porcelain on the ground, as if trying to escape someone.

the door, speaking in

struggled madly in his grip, trying to jump out of

stunned, watching the contorted and twisted expression

obediently eating, her face normal; Daisy hadn’t had any real sense of it then. But now, seeing her convulse all over, her face grotesque, Daisy finally realized the

outside, pinning Emily down and quickly administering

expressions gradually turning vacant and bewildered, as she

and sternly addressed Abigail, "Mrs. Perry, didn’t we tell you not to approach this room lightly? The patient’s mental state is very unstable. Your

who had fallen asleep on the bed, and her legs gave way as she collapsed to sit on the floor,

family members before, and he calmly raised his head, saying to Edward,

replied indifferently, "It’s

back of the man’s hand—the result of Emily’s struggle just moments ago, deep

behind the sound of Abigail’s sobbing

poor daughter, how did it come to this... What

"Let’s go out."

seeing Edward’s calm

walking. She

withdrew his gaze, "Who knows." He pulled out a cigarette from his pocket,

she be like this from

seeing an acquaintance of eight years turn out like this still left her

is not good, with severe paranoia and tendencies towards self-harm and suicide, requiring constant sedative injections. I’ve stayed here these days, and she’s been somewhat