Chapter 153: Chapter 153: Related to You

Daisy Ginger finished her shower and came out, deliberately wearing a long-sleeved nightgown to cover the bruises on her shoulders from Ian Linton’s grip.

There wasn’t any special reason, just simply not wanting Edward Stephens to see them.

Anyway, she would handle the matter with Ian Linton herself.

Edward Stephens was leaning against the bedhead with his eyes closed, relaxing, until the bed dipped slightly as Daisy climbed up.

He turned to the side and opened his eyes to look at Daisy.

Her hair was already dry, emitting a faint fragrance of shower gel, it lay fluffy and loose over her shoulders, the air filled with a light scent of roses.

Daisy leaned against the bedhead, applying a face mask, and noticed Edward’s gaze, casting him a glance.

The man looked at her quietly, with seemingly no special emotion in his eyes, but just being gazed at by his deep ink-like eyes felt very affectionate.

It’s almost cheating.

Daisy felt her heart stir slightly under his gaze, and pouted, "Why are you looking at me?"

"..." Edward closed his eyes.

Daisy got upset, reached out, and tugged at his eyelids, "Open them for me!"

Edward sighed softly, looked at her, and asked, "What do you want?"

"Am I pretty?"

"Pretty."

"Am I prettier than Emily Ginger?"

"Yes."

Daisy raised her chin a bit, feeling a little smug, and finally let him go.

She removed the face mask, turned off the light, got under the covers, hugged his waist, and snuggled into his embrace, "Let’s sleep."

nostrils. Edward opened his eyes, leaning against the pillow, inhaling

nurtured, thorny rose, held in his hand, he didn’t quite

this lifetime of his had never compromised for anyone except Robert Stephens; being forced

couldn’t help it

ordered dominantly in his

hold back and bit

out an "ah," followed by a

*

found a

opened her eyes wide like she discovered a new continent, "Did you

without even glancing his way, and said faintly,

Can that even happen?

compassionately came over to squeeze it, "Be careful next time,

severe, nearly

usually

room, listening to their conversation,

her last night,

sleeping soundly when Edward

*

Linton called to apologize, saying he got drunk last night and spoke nonsense, asking her not to

his apology but

the future of the two

distinctly remembered that when he spoke to her that day, he didn’t have much

big deal out of it. Among adults, friendship came after interests, he claimed he was drunk, so she took it as drunken slip-ups, keeping up appearances

with Ian could

sensed that Ian’s true nature might differ from how he appeared when they

someone like that, purely business interactions were more

several times to invite her to dinner for compensation, but she

didn’t dwell on

arrangements to stay in the hospital. After treatment, Emily’s emotions gradually stabilized, no longer impulsively trying

she still couldn’t

to this deranged state,

they couldn’t diagnose conclusively, only saying it was severe

but to accept the

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