Hold On Mr.! Your Sweetheart is a Real Queen

Chapter 141: Chapter 140 "Is This Your Business?

Edward Stephens glanced back lightly, maintaining a calm and composed demeanor, and gave him a look.

"You’ve made Director Ginger very upset. She is your wife; don’t let her be too sad."

Edward Stephens’s expression remained gentle and indifferent, without saying a word.

"Don’t let her constantly drown her sorrows in alcohol. Her stomach isn’t good, and drinking too much puts a heavy burden on her body." Ian Linton’s voice was gentle, carrying a bit of amiable advice, without any aggressiveness.

Edward Stephens took a cigarette out of his trousers, bit it on his lips, and lit the tip with a lighter.

With a calm demeanor, he asked quietly, "Is this something you should be concerned about?"

Ian Linton was slightly taken aback, then nodded, feeling a bit embarrassed as he lowered his head, "I’ve known Director Ginger for many years. Seeing her upset today, I couldn’t help but say a few more words. I hope Mr. Stephens won’t mind."

His attitude was like a friend standing up for Daisy Ginger, with a perfect balance of tact and intention.

Edward Stephens looked at him indifferently, "I heard you just broke off your engagement with your fiancée today. I didn’t realize you were in the mood to care about how someone else’s woman feels."

lightly, and when he raised his head, he returned to his usual gentle and refined manner, nodding slightly to Edward Stephens, "I just have a good relationship with Director Ginger, and I can’t

Edward Stephens, then turned around and

in his mouth, stood there, watching

This man...

moment, unsure where his wariness and hostility towards Ian Linton came

subconscious feeling that Ian wasn’t as harmless as he

some pretense and scheming is normal. Edward Stephens stubbed out the cigarette, turned around, picked up the bags on the sofa,

*

Daisy Ginger lying sprawled out on her bed,

she went to the bar right

looked down at her, then reached out to pat her face,

called a few times, but got no response. Edward Stephens frowned slightly, glanced at her thin blouse and fitted skirt, hesitated for a moment, but eventually rolled up his

...

Ginger woke up to the

wasn’t great. She propped her forehead up with her hand, sitting up in bed, and