Hold On Mr.! Your Sweetheart is a Real Queen

Chapter 305: Chapter 304: She Will Never Wake Up Again

That dream, perhaps, was Alice Lesser’s final farewell to her.

Daisy Ginger sat on the bench, her hands and feet gradually becoming cold.

Flashes of her childhood and Alice’s moments together ran through her mind. Back then, Alice was spoiled and confident, to the extent that her personality as an adult, somewhat leaned towards Alice’s.

Maybe it was long overdue to let her go. Letting her live so humbly, Alice probably was in much pain too.

She closed her eyes, leaned her head against the wall, and gently exhaled a breath of cold air.

*

At two thirty in the morning, the operating room door was opened.

A masked doctor opened the door and came out. Daisy Ginger stood up from the bench instinctively; she didn’t know what was on her mind; she just couldn’t help looking at him.

The male doctor took off his mask and said to Daisy Ginger, "Miss Ginger, my condolences, we did our best."

...

The blood felt as if it froze all of a sudden; Daisy Ginger’s vision went black for a moment, and she staggered slightly.

The nurse, seeing her like this, hurried over to support her, but she pushed her away.

"Can I, see her?"

The tone was calm still, except for a slight tremble.

The doctor nodded, "Five minutes."

Daisy Ginger responded, slowly pushed the nurse in front of her aside, and entered the operating room.

Inside the operating room, the shadowless lamp was still on, and several young nurses were still cleaning up. Seeing her enter, they paused slightly and stepped aside.

Daisy Ginger walked over to have one last look at Alice Lesser.

She was just the same as usual, just as if she was asleep, only with messier hair than usual, her face serene.

Daisy Ginger stood carefully under the shadowless lamp, looking at the woman’s face in front of her, and realized she no longer resembled the vibrant, beautiful woman in her memory.

Sickness had tortured her into looking like a frail fifty-year-old woman. From her pale face, it was no longer possible to see the beauty that once captured the whole city, Alice Lesser.

She always thought, once Alice recovered, she could get better.

insane, she could never

intended

hadn’t gone mad, perhaps she would have long ago

most fragile woman, born for love, also

kind of

tidying her disheveled long hair, lowered

worked for our future, yet you still

you are also the

Daisy Ginger sighed lightly.

there was no way for us to

I try, what’s lost

knew this long ago,

voice trembled

made your choice long ago, why didn’t you tell

fell on Alice’s

them

one tear, quickly regaining

was pulled up, covering

said,

over and pushed Alice

for a

the door, stood a

lifted

The woman’s gentle face was already red from crying; she stood there cautiously,

"What are you doing

Stephens cried, "I

nothing to do with

"Daisy..."

Daisy Ginger interrupted her, her tone slightly mocking, "You cry for her now, but does she know that her

must have already known that Daisy had gotten the truth, which is why she had

family ganged up to bully a woman like me." Daisy looked at

I’m

red, "I will

not giving her another glance, and

breakdown, but Daisy did not look

for a while. Alice’s death surprisingly didn’t strike her as hard as she imagined; she was more

drove out, ate a meal

the funeral home called, asking when she planned to cremate

which one disappears from this world is