Hold On Mr.! Your Sweetheart is a Real Queen

Chapter 163: Chapter 163 Daisy Ginger, has been missing for an entire night

Lady Stephens cried for half an hour, cried herself tired, cried herself hoarse, and sat listlessly on the office sofa, her face haggard as if she had suddenly aged a lot.

She kept her head down, her disheveled long hair hanging down, and teardrops kept rolling off her chin.

The winter night was exceptionally cold, the air conditioning at the police station couldn’t get warm, and after sitting for a while, her legs and feet were numb. Edward Stephens fetched a cup of hot water from the water dispenser and handed it to his mother.

"Drink this cup of water and go home with the driver," Edward told her. "If you stay any longer, you’ll catch a cold."

Lady Stephens slowly raised her head; her eyes were swollen, red like two walnuts. She asked him hoarsely, "And what about you?"

Edward stood in front of her, his face expressionless in the twilight, as pale as snow, appearing calm yet cold under the light. Edward lit a cigarette, using the nicotine to calm himself: "Waiting for news."

A large tear dropped from Lady Stephens’ eye. Her hands and feet were already so numb from the cold that she couldn’t even absorb the warmth from the cup Edward had given her.

That Ervin Osteen, he’d been a desperate character since childhood. Now he was out for revenge. Even if Daisy Ginger can be found, will she still be whole?

Could it be, that already...

into the glass, her shoulders shaking uncontrollably, weeping hoarsely with her head down: "How could Daisy get involved in such

herself ill with crying and called the Stephens family’s

feared he didn’t have the energy to care for a sick woman

*

later, Lady Stephens

entrance, watching his mother safely get into the car before slowly turning back and sitting on the sofa

on Lady Stephens’ face as she hesitated

...

suddenly heard Daisy Ginger calling

and makeup. She ran to him, grabbed his hand, and pouted slightly, complaining, "I asked if I looked good

slight sigh of relief,

stood on tiptoe, scrutinizing his face,

had a nightmare." Edward wrapped her slender waist, his palm feeling the lace patterns of her dress. Suddenly, he thought of something

wedding ceremony at 6:30." Daisy smiled at him, tilting

He grabbed her arm firmly and commanded in a low