Hold On Mr.! Your Sweetheart is a Real Queen

Chapter 298

Chapter 298: Chapter 298: I Hold Grudges

It took a full eight hours to fly from Los Angeles back to Banyan City.

Daisy Ginger was taken to the United States alone, but on the way back, she had Charlotte Smith with her.

In a familiar place, a familiar city, her territory, as soon as she got off the plane, Daisy Ginger relaxed, and as she relaxed, the pressure and fatigue of the past half month surged forth.

Returning home by car all the way, Daisy Ginger practically opened the door with her eyes closed and collapsed onto the sofa, falling into a deep sleep.

She slept for a full eight hours, and when she woke up, the sky outside the window was dim, and it was already four in the afternoon.

She lay on the bed, staring at the ceiling in a daze for a while before realizing that she had been carried to the bed by someone.

Who else in this house could carry her to bed? Who else but Charlotte Smith?

Thinking of Charlotte Smith, Daisy Ginger suddenly sat up from the bed.

"Miss Ginger," as soon as she thought of her, there she was, appearing at the doorway with a gentle smile, wearing their kitchen apron, and said softly, "There’s not much at home. I cooked some noodles, would you like to try them?"

Charlotte Smith had a beautiful face devoid of any aggression, attractive to both men and women, especially now, standing there with the demeanor of a virtuous wife and good mother. Even though Daisy knew her presence wasn’t entirely beneficial, she couldn’t muster any anger towards her.

Feeling a bit lazy from her sleep and not having changed her clothes upon return, Daisy Ginger lay on the bed, now dressed in clean, soft pajamas, her makeup removed, and even some skincare applied, the weariness of travel undetectable.

Running a hand through her hair, she found it increasingly difficult to be angry with this woman or even speak to her civilly, so she coldly snorted, "Get out. I’m going to take a shower."

Charlotte Smith nodded compliantly, "Then I’ll bring the noodles up for you."

Just as Daisy was about to get out of bed, she frowned at the suggestion and said, "No need. I’ll eat downstairs."

She didn’t really intend to treat a decent girl like a servant.

After all, she wasn’t paying her wages.

*

Ginger went to the bathroom and took a hot

she wanted to wash away everything she brought back from the United States, she stayed in there for an

out a pack of cigarettes from the bedside, and in the

within her body, which seemed to have been held back, all surfaced clearly, like countless small

existence was completely overturned; these past eight years were nothing

Ginger," Charlotte Smith knocked on the door

stubbed out the cigarette, stood up from the bed,

*

an hour ago had already clumped together.

for half a month, the food stored

and noodles

the dining room, the two of them each held a bowl

craftsmanship; after a few sips of broth, she

Charlotte Smith, who was earnestly eating her dinner

woman lifted her small face and looked at her gently: "Miss Ginger, is there something

asked, "How long do you plan to

my husband calls

a student-teacher relationship

slow bite of

to be surprised. "Hmm? I remember, you were once Edward’s fiancée. The

words were rude, and Charlotte Smith just kept

crossed her legs, and scrutinized

do you still like Edward

"..."

smile, "Help me get

her

gaze, "I thought

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