Hold On Mr.! Your Sweetheart is a Real Queen

Chapter 247: Chapter 247 Robert Stephens

Having a mother like this might just be the most tragic thing for Emily Ginger.

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Daisy Ginger returned to the ward and fell into a deep sleep.

She was too tired; as soon as she lay back on the bed, she lost consciousness.

Rarely, she had a dream.

A long time ago, a dream about having a birthday at home.

In the dream, there was Alice Lesser, her, and Edward Stephens.

Alice in the dream had white hair, wore a white dress, and her face still looked young, without any signs of aging. She smiled while sitting at the table, gazing at her gently.

The boy she often dreamt about in the past was now a tall young man, with a reserved and indifferent demeanor, having a pair of eyes much deeper than the average person.

She walked over and sat next to Edward Stephens, lighting the birthday candles in front of her.

The flickering flame gave her a sense of peace, and when the candle was blown out, she fell into a deep slumber.

...

This sleep lasted until the next morning.

She didn’t quite remember what happened in the dream, but her body was still suffused with the ease and joy of having had a pleasant dream.

Edward Stephens came in with a thermos, saw Daisy Ginger hugging a teddy bear with a silly smile, and raised an eyebrow slightly, "Hit the jackpot?"

"I had a dream." Daisy gingerly remarked, smiling, "A good dream."

"Oh?" Edward Stephens asked with interest, "What was it about?"

"I don’t remember."

glanced at her, with a look that suggested he was

mind him. She saw Edward Stephens open the thermos

Edward Stephens saw her eager to try, pressing down her hand, and commanded, "Go wash your face

at him, stuck out her tongue, and rushed

her teeth, Daisy Ginger and Edward Stephens shared a pot

from the floor-to-ceiling window, the entire view was covered in silver. A few sparrows hopping around on the snow-covered chimney, as

Ginger ate for a while but got

act like a child, tapped her bowl lightly with chopsticks, chiding in a low voice,

it was still winter,

while, then couldn’t help but glance

to Edward Stephens, "What do you think about me keeping some birds at

Stephens responded slowly, "Who will

Ginger glanced at

course it would

sip of the porridge, "I also raised a bird when

Daisy Ginger: "........."

incredulously at him, at Edward Stephens who calmly finished

really wanted to know where he learned this skill of spouting nonsense with a straight face! Doesn’t he ever blush

Now, she didn’t dare

Stephens glanced at Daisy Ginger obediently drinking

Tsk, what a farce!

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porridge, it was time for injections

Stephens’s teasing words, feeling dazed, daring

to recommend sharing his bed

Stephens who was worried at home about Daisy Ginger, assured her of

was settled, he picked up his phone, opened the door,

to the ventilator, flipped open his phone’s contact list, and stared at Ryan Smith’s number

he thought, if he couldn’t

connected, and a flustered voice came through,

his eyebrows

traveling the world with a beauty." Ryan explained, "Went to Mauritius the other day, there’s hardly

To Mauritius... traveling?