Hold On Mr.! Your Sweetheart is a Real Queen

Chapter 268: Chapter 268: Blood trickled down the side of her leg.

Charlotte Smith lowered her head, feeling the lights dimming before her eyes, the man’s voice still lingering in her ears, but the room was already silent.

She knew Robert Stephens was planning to sleep, she knew she should leave at this moment, but the heart beating in her chest was icy cold, as if it would freeze her whole being.

She wanted to ask, how long are you going to torment me?

But she knew, if she uttered that question, it would probably just get her that man’s mocking, half-smile response.

Taking a gentle breath, Charlotte Smith turned around, walked to the door, and pressed her sweaty back against the wall.

No matter how much time passed, she couldn’t erase the tension she felt facing that man.

...

"Miss Smith." A servant of the Stephens family approached and asked her softly, "Do you have any instructions?"

Because she was with Robert Stephens, everyone in the Stephens family was very polite to her. Charlotte Smith opened her eyes and glanced at the gentle-eyed servant, speaking softly, "Please book a ticket for me to Banyan City tomorrow."

After a pause, she added, "Delay it a day, book it for the day after tomorrow instead..."

An extra day if possible.

*

Daisy Ginger noticed that Edward Stephens seemed to be in a bit of a bad mood these past few days.

Although she was carefree, she could tell that it had been that way since that night when he returned home very late.

Not knowing what troubling matter he encountered, Edward didn’t tell her, not knowing what kind of little secret it was.

However, Daisy decided to tell him a little secret to cheer him up.

...

On winter evenings, the sky darkens quickly, and before five o’clock, the whole dusk was already dim.

Ginger shut down her computer, stretched

with its headlights on, waiting for her

was her exclusive

driver who graduated from Harvard

smile escaped. She took out her phone and texted Edward, telling him she’d be down soon,

her a text

do you want to eat tonight? Or do

moment, thinking it was a day worth celebrating, and replied while

she got to the car and opened the door, Edward just sent a text saying,

in his hand, he turned his head to look at her, Daisy waved her phone at him, revealing the unread message:

Edward fastened her seatbelt for her, his tone gentle, "Do you have a

neck, pecking his face several times. Edward, already used to her sudden enthusiasm, patted

she teased him like that

hotel we went to last time; you know, the one with the

little secret she was going to tell him tonight deserved

her, seeing she was in a good mood today, he

way, Daisy

reading

replied indifferently,

ordered online recently." Daisy lifted her chin,

if I were

a group of pregnant women, "Better not. With that face of yours, you’d scare all the young ladies

wasn’t too pleased,

throat, "Not

man glared at

bantered cheerfully throughout the

hotel, Daisy took out her phone to call the hotel manager and asked for

the light turned green,

the opposite lane, a black sedan suddenly lost

street, a series

phone, she looked up to see

Edward, covering him in the