Hold On Mr.! Your Sweetheart is a Real Queen

Chapter 206: Chapter 206 Her Heart Is Ill.

Another nightmare.

Daisy Ginger woke from the darkness, drenched in cold sweat.

She was panting, lying on the bed, her bewildered eyes wide open, unable to tell where she was for a moment.

As her mind slowly cleared, Daisy slightly turned her head to look at Edward Stephens sleeping beside her.

Her vision gradually adjusted to the darkness, with the cold moonlight shining through the window, casting a faint indigo glow indoors.

The man’s sleeping face looked peaceful, his chest rising and falling gently, his breath caressing her face with a hint of otherworldly tranquility.

Edward Stephens...

She closed her eyes, feeling unable to bear it, lifted the covers, and stepped barefoot onto the floor, grabbing her crutch, quietly making her way out the door.

She went downstairs, poured a glass of ice water from the fridge, then groped her way to the sofa, sitting there, drinking the cold water sip by sip.

The night was deep, silence enveloping all, and Daisy could feel her voice shattering into pieces.

She never thought she could be this fragile. So fragile that one night could shatter her entirely.

She opened the medicine bottle, and poured out painkillers, swallowing them with the cold water.

She loves Edward Stephens, this pain is no longer mental; it’s physical agony.

Daisy leaned back on the sofa, rested for a while, then took out her phone and opened WeChat.

"Had another nightmare. Still the same one. Woke up and saw him, my chest hurts. The painkillers you gave me aren’t working well; get me another brand next time."

She felt the phone vibrate a few times with her eyes closed.

Unexpectedly, the other person wasn’t asleep either. Daisy picked up the phone, glanced at the WeChat reply.

"You need to be hospitalized. Or, explain it clearly to him."

Daisy: "No."

"I can’t help you this way."

The other party seemed to be getting angry at her as well.

"Psychological issues affect your physical health, if you don’t explain it clearly to him, your heart will have problems sooner or later."

Daisy responded: "No."

the phone aside, and retrieved a pack of cigarettes from under the sofa

sound of a match being

back on the sofa, exhaling a slow puff of smoke,

She would get better.

had endured for eight

was there that

...

staircase, a tall silhouette stood silently in the shadows, watching her sit alone on the sofa, puffing

glanced at the phone on Daisy’s lap momentarily, then slowly turned

*

The next day.

brought out two plates of sandwiches from the kitchen, placing

house chef hadn’t returned yet, so today they had to make do

the man sitting opposite her: "I have to work late tonight, you

glanced at her, propping his face in his hand, watching

for a while, then couldn’t bear it anymore and

"What’s wrong?"

like ever since you came

calmly picking up her coffee,

affirmed nor

soon as possible," Daisy said, "You know I love you the most, I couldn’t

in his hand, his long eyelashes falling, covering his eyes slightly, his tone just faint.

me, who were you chatting with on WeChat

slightly, a trace of surprise appearing on

she momentarily

interacting with others, even though we are married. I

opened her mouth, looking at Edward’s calm yet distant

coffee cup, leaned back, resting against

Looking up at her.

I married you, I didn’t plan on it being long-term, but after everything, I’ve wanted to be with

fell silent for a fleeting moment, Daisy gazing into

Daisy said softly, "I

person’s WeChat ID from last

slowly lowered her

a gentle breath: "...He’s not what you

so secretive in your chat

her eyes, her voice slightly hoarse, "There’s nothing