Hold On Mr.! Your Sweetheart is a Real Queen

Chapter 214: Chapter 214: Who Would Love a Madman?

His lips gently touched hers a few times. Daisy Ginger looked at him in shock until Edward Stephens slowly raised his head, his deep gaze falling on her face, and asked, "Does it hurt?"

Daisy’s pupils constricted slightly for a moment. She was clearly a bit surprised. As Edward observed her expression, his gaze deepened, and his face lowered again...

...

When they parted, Daisy’s clear eyes were already brimming with a mist of tears.

She breathed in shallow gasps, her blurred vision reflecting the man’s profound eyes. All the chaotic thoughts in her mind were veiled by his presence, leaving her mind almost blank.

He knew.

Daisy thought with some fear.

Edward knew about her illness.

She wanted to fire Nicholas Woods... No, she wanted to sue Nicholas Woods, that bastard, for lacking professional ethics by revealing her illness...

A hint of vicious hatred flashed in her eyes. Edward watched her face and reached out to hold her fingers, asking quietly, "What are you thinking?"

"... Do you know..."

Edward looked down

under

struggling to sit up from the bed, lowering her head, trying to withdraw her hand from the man’s

on her hand and asked

kept her head down, her face buried in shadows, her

She paused, her throat

hand, pulling her frail body

in his chest and, for the

if I’m a

trembling lips and fearful eyes. He gently wiped away her tears from the corner of her

voice resonated as he felt Daisy stiffen. Holding her wrist, he added, "So you

tears streamed down her face as she murmured

"You will get better."

separation would be enough." She looked at him, shaking her head slightly, "Edward, I don’t want to be separated. I don’t want

was so fragile and

of glass, seeming indestructible, yet if carelessly

on the most ornate shelf, and dusted with velvet