Hold On Mr.! Your Sweetheart is a Real Queen

Chapter 220: Chapter 220: What do you think of Daisy now?

Edward Stephens came back not only carrying a pile of candy but also brought Lady Stephens along.

Lady Stephens had fallen seriously ill due to Edward’s hospitalization from severe injuries, and she had only just recovered these days. Although she wore some makeup, her sallow complexion could hardly be concealed, making her look quite haggard.

Edward placed the pile of candy on Daisy Ginger’s bedside table and said to the two women in the room, "You guys chat."

Then he opened the door and went out.

Lady Stephens glanced at Daisy Ginger’s scarred wrists, her eyes reddened again. She walked over, sat by the bed, touched Daisy Ginger’s hair, and softly called her name, "Daisy..."

She had learned about Daisy Ginger’s illness from Edward and felt heartache. She hadn’t slept well all night, feeling both distressed and a bit uneasy, and hurried here early this morning.

"You’ve truly suffered too much alone." Lady Stephens wiped the corners of her eyes, choking on her words, "Auntie is sorry to you."

Daisy Ginger smiled slightly, "It’s me who is too useless. What’s it got to do with you, Auntie? I’ve been dealing with this illness for seven or eight years, and if it weren’t for Ian Linton... it wouldn’t have relapsed."

lowered her head, moved her lips,

a remark to come from the naturally gentle and kind

wasn’t too concerned about him anymore. Regardless of the result, he and she were no longer from the same

best if he went to jail; even if he couldn’t, he would have to be locked up in a mental hospital and receive electroshock

into madness, and

self-inflicted misery cannot

an hour. Seeing Lady Stephens looking unwell and haggard, Daisy Ginger did not want her to stay in the hospital

leaning by the door, and upon hearing Daisy Ginger call him, he opened the door and

supported Lady Stephens’s arm, helped her up, then glanced at Daisy Ginger, who was leaning against the bedhead and seemed to be in decent spirits, "Do you want anything? I’ll bring

face, "My face is really dry. Could you

"......" What mask?

glance, "I’ll be back soon. If you’re uncomfortable anywhere, remember to

her face scrunch up sourly. She waved