Hold On Mr.! Your Sweetheart is a Real Queen

Chapter 224: Chapter 224: He is the boy she loved

Edward Stephens glanced at her indifferently, his gaze on her as if he were looking at some insignificant speck of dust.

He said to the nurse beside him, "Call security."

Then he ignored Abigail Perry’s loud cries, opened the door, and walked inside, locking the door behind him.

Abigail rushed forward, unable to stop Edward from closing the door, angrily pounding on it several times and even cursing at him.

She was originally a village woman with little education, and now in her anger, she forgot all the manners taught by her etiquette teacher, cursing in an ugly and crude way.

After a while, security came up and dragged the swearing Abigail away.

The noise at the door gradually faded, and the ward quieted down.

Daisy Ginger lay on the bed, a face mask on her face, her eyes closed as if she were asleep.

Edward walked over, sat beside her bed, and peeled the mask off her face. "Don’t sleep, keep me company for a while."

Daisy opened her eyes, looking at him expressionlessly. Once any trace of a smile disappeared from her face, it turned cold and glamorous, the light in her eyes sharp enough to prick, making it daunting to look directly into her eyes.

Edward looked at her, "Are you angry?"

"Not really." Daisy replied lightly, "You’re not blaming me from the start, so I’m used to it."

This was truly a sign of anger.

Edward sat down beside the bed, "What are you planning for lunch?"

Daisy knew he was changing the subject, snorted coldly, glanced at him, and burrowed under the blanket, showing him the back of her head.

softly, and picked her up through the blanket. Daisy was wrapped up like a spring roll, her lips pursed and head cold and

turned her

tuck the strands of hair behind her ear, and then chuckled, "Still

"..."

my mistakes." He sighed deeply, "What

her lips, looking at the deep, dark eyes of the man,

I almost gave my life for you, isn’t

and slowly buried her face

said, "...Even so. If you like me, it must be only a little, not as much as I

Linton had little to do with whether he loved her or

her a bit, but it was impossible for

couldn’t help but accept that once upon

closed her eyes, and felt the warmth of the man’s

her fluffy long hair and, hearing Daisy’s words, smiled

down, Edward only then ordered her

table full of it, peeling the shells for her

him, "If I

that, he was

sulky, what was so funny?

He’s a clueless man.

*

kept there by Edward for half a month

mental state improved significantly, and the nightmares decreased a

eventually healing and falling off, leaving only faint pink scars. The doctor assured her that her skin would

for so long, and after a while, even he couldn’t hold her back. They discussed it

called to thank him, saying Daisy only listened to him, so he should bring her by for a psychological