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."

to Edward Stephens, "I just have a good relationship with

apologetically to Edward Stephens, then

a cigarette in his mouth, stood there, watching Ian Linton’s

This man...

moment, unsure where his wariness and hostility towards Ian

just a subconscious feeling that

being raised in a prominent family, having some pretense and scheming is normal. Edward Stephens stubbed out the cigarette, turned around, picked

*

Stephens found Daisy Ginger lying sprawled

the bar right after work, and now she lay

looked down at her, then reached out to pat her face, calling her name:

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

...

the morning of the

hangover feeling wasn’t great. She propped her forehead up with her hand, sitting