Hold On Mr.! Your Sweetheart is a Real Queen

Chapter 293: Chapter 283: Dividing the Family Wealth, Acting Shamelessly

The gigantic European-style dining room, Edward Stephens led her to her seat.

The golden chairs and tables glimmered opulently in the sunlight; a row of servants attended to them, bringing the food Edward Stephens had just requested.

Daisy Ginger sat in a small solid wood leather dining chair, watching as the servant respectfully filled her coffee cup with a sculpted silver transparent coffee pot, while Edward Stephens, accustomed to the entourage, began his meal. She sighed inwardly at the decadence and guilt of capitalism.

Daisy Ginger ate a bit of sandwich but didn’t have much appetite. She quickly set down her utensils, leaned against the chair, and tilted her head to gaze out the window.

After a year of marriage, this was the first time the two of them ate in such silence.

After about ten minutes, Edward Stephens laid down his dinner knife.

He raised his eyes, his gaze landing on Daisy Ginger’s snow-white profile, and asked, "What are you thinking?"

Daisy Ginger turned her head to meet his

napkin absent-mindedly and nodded,

fell silent again. She just turned her eyes away to look out the window, no longer

and black pants, his tall figure elegant in the sunlight. "The weather is decent, I’ll take

head, looking at the delicate fingers reaching toward her, and ultimately did not take them, simply stood up coldly

in the United States is very cold, but here, for some unknown

lawn, exuding a warm and cozy feeling. Daisy Ginger walked out of the villa alongside Edward Stephens, the sunlight cascading down bringing a touch of warmth to

only a thin dress, the wind caught it, lifting her hem and revealing her

sideways at her tousled hair and pale complexion, draping the coat that hung on

off. We have some distance to walk, the wind ahead is strong, if you catch a cold, I’ll have

coat. The oversized coat

Such unfamiliar politeness.

thin lips curled slightly into a faint

Let’s not talk about emotions, but properties, stocks, funds... We have no prenuptial agreement, so you’ll have to split half