Hold On Mr.! Your Sweetheart is a Real Queen

Chapter 252: Chapter 252: Born in the Year of the Dog!

Daisy Ginger now feels a pang in her back just seeing his gleaming eyes. Before he could make any move, she quickly slipped out from under the blanket and downed the glass of milk in one go.

After finishing it, she burped unceremoniously and looked up to see Edward Stephens watching her with a half-smile, a faint teasing and mocking expression at the corners of his lips.

Damn attitude!

Daisy slowly gathered the blanket back around her and snuggled back into the down quilt, then gave him a fierce glare.

Having to take leave from Oliver Rubio because of her sore back was utterly mortifying! The main culprit, on the other hand, looked thoroughly satisfied, as if he’d been well pampered, and that sight filled her with frustration.

Edward lazily stretched out his hand and ruffled Daisy’s fluffy head, commenting on what happened last night, "Useless. I signed you up for a gym membership; you should exercise more often."

Damn, he’s really a beast! Daisy looked at him incredulously; he actually dared to blame her for not having enough stamina last night and signed her up for a gym!

Is there any other man in the world as awful as Edward Stephens?

and withdrew his hand from her

it with a response, just glared at him intensely, "Do that again after I call stop, and you’ll be sleeping on the couch for a

ground rules; otherwise, he’d

he even human? Waking up in the morning, unable to stand

well

nodded perfunctorily, lazily pulling clothes from the wardrobe, "Get up.

big black and

his gaze lazily, shot her a glance of mild amusement as if she were making a big fuss over nothing, put the clothes by the bedhead, and

door closed, Daisy let out

looking down at her wrist, which had a large bite mark; she couldn’t help but frown

she didn’t know he was human, she’d really think he was a wild

holding onto her almost-broken waist and limped out of bed into the bathroom to brush her teeth and

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house wore a somber expression, starkly contrasting with the obviously sunny demeanor of the