Hold On Mr.! Your Sweetheart is a Real Queen

Chapter 167: Chapter 167: ... Dead

Chloe Brooke naturally didn’t understand, but seeing his expression finally resembled his usual self, she quickly nodded, "Darling, I know, liking someone means treating them well..."

Ian Linton’s expression slightly eased, he raised his hand, gently touched Chloe Brooke’s messy long hair, and said warmly, "Chloe, if anything happens to you in the future, I would go through fire and water for you... do you know that?"

Originally, Chloe Brooke was a bit afraid of him, but now hearing him say this, she immediately blossomed with joy, her cheeks slightly red, she said coyly, "Darling, if something really happens to me in the future, I don’t need you to do anything for me, I just want you to be well."

"Chloe..." Ian Linton’s expression seemed slightly moved, he reached out and gently pulled his newlywed wife into his arms, speaking softly, "I’m so happy that you think of me this way."

Chloe Brooke buried her face in Ian Linton’s embrace, feeling the warmth from his body gradually spreading, permeating her frozen temperature, she was momentarily intoxicated in her husband’s embrace, until Ian Linton let her go.

Ian Linton said, "Chloe, you better go home first."

Chloe Brooke raised her head, hearing this, was slightly stunned, and asked with some confusion, "Darling... did I do something wrong?"

"It’s too cold here, go home and change your clothes." Ian Linton smiled at her gently, "It’s my fault, we went out in a hurry and I forgot to bring your coat."

Chloe Brooke was indeed freezing, but having just been intimidated by Ian Linton, she hesitated a bit about leaving now, and cautiously asked, "Darling... if I leave just like this, will you blame me?"

Ian Linton smiled, "What are you thinking? If you get sick from the cold, I would be the one upset. It was my fault earlier, I shouldn’t have blamed you like that."

Chloe Brooke looked at him, realizing he had once more become the gentle, considerate, and refined Ian Linton, she breathed a sigh of relief, and the inexplicable fear she felt towards him dissipated. She tiptoed to kiss Ian Linton on the cheek and said to him, "Darling, then I’ll leave first."

She paused a bit, hesitated again, and looking at Ian Linton’s face, still didn’t dare to ask, "Where will you go later?"

There always seemed to be something different about Ian Linton today.

She shook her head, suppressing these vague thoughts, hugged her thin clothes, and got into the car amidst the cold wind.

head to look at her husband standing at the police station entrance, he seemed to be looking forward, but for some reason, she always felt

sitting alone in the car, Chloe Brooke reflected on her

cold here, she only wore a

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ate a little,

asleep but slept uneasily, in a haze, always feeling Daisy Ginger was beside him, the sound of footsteps coming and going at the door, thinking she had come

he woke up, it was already midday, his head splitting

cigarette, sat by the bedside, glanced at his phone, there

door outside, it

Stephens: "What is

at the door, "Will Miss Ginger come back for

to bottom, it was clear the higher-ups already knew, but the lower-level people didn’t. The Gingers’ building could operate for a few

also be a major blow

cruel. Some trash can destroy one

Stephens opened the door, went

a duo portion, Daisy Ginger’s place settings laid across from him. Edward Stephens sat in the chair, looked at the empty bowl and plate, sat

the lunch not to your

up from the dining chair

back and

Ginger be back for lunch?"

"Perhaps."

mild tone, put on his coat, and

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