Hold On Mr.! Your Sweetheart is a Real Queen

Chapter 321: Chapter 320: Emotions Are Like a Broken Faucet Handle

"Mr. Stephens," someone called out from under the tree not far away, "Granny Dixon has invited you for dinner. Are you planning to go?"

Edward Stephens slowly released Daisy Ginger from his grasp. He stepped back, licked the blood from his bitten lip, and lightly replied, "Yes. Tell her we’ll be right over."

Rustling footsteps echoed from behind, and soon, the surrounding noise quieted down.

The argument was abruptly interrupted, and neither continued; both their emotions fell.

The man reached out, gently wiping the corner of her eye with his fingertip, gazing down at her, "Wash your face. Let’s go eat."

Daisy Ginger glanced at him, brushed away his hand, lowered her eyes, and turned back to the bathroom.

Edward Stephens stood at the door, his deep gaze fixed on Daisy Ginger’s back until she disappeared from view, slowly withdrawing his sight.

He still didn’t know whether it was because he’d invested too much to let go or whether his possessiveness was too heavy to let her leave.

Emotions were like a broken faucet handle—trying to tighten it felt somewhat powerless.

The only certainty was that the moment he let go, they might never have the chance to meet again in this lifetime.

This life is too long, and he couldn’t imagine if he’d ever be able to treat another woman with such devotion after being so captivated.

In this world, there’s only one Daisy Ginger—a woman who moved him from being captivated to infatuated.

Daisy Ginger, bullied terribly by him, washed her face, appearing somewhat listless and frail, with reddened eyes, looking pitiful as if wronged.

Edward Stephens reached out, grabbing her cold little hand, and took her to Granny Dixon’s house.

In Granny Dixon’s courtyard, several tables were set up. Edward Stephens’ guests were seated at the tables, and upon seeing him arrive, they all stood up.

Edward Stephens gestured to them before pulling Daisy Ginger into the

questioning Granny Dixon at a dining table. A young female officer held Jasper White, occasionally

enter, Jasper White immediately slipped from the officer’s arms and ran towards Daisy

"Jasper!"

face. After this ordeal, she realized Daisy Ginger’s background might be larger

picked up Jasper White. The little

asked him, "Does it still

tears welling up, clutching her neck as he cried

"Jasper!"

and reached

Jasper. This child is

address, Daisy Ginger knew she must’ve

out, and shook her head at Granny

at her grandson’s face, eyes reddened too. "Jasper worried about you all

his years; yet, ultimately, he was just a

feared he’d caused her

shifts could

children, she had been one before and could vaguely understand Jasper White’s feelings

for five minutes before finally coming

Realizing he’d embarrassed himself, his small pride couldn’t bear it; he awkwardly attempted to jump off Daisy Ginger’s

smiled at

awkwardly replied, "Who’s

Ginger pointed to the pile of tissues on the

be like this,

a tall man sitting beside him, glaring at

Oh my, so frightening!

shrank his neck, instinctively nestling into Daisy Ginger’s

up a coconut juice bottle, asking Jasper, "Kid, would you like some coconut

naturally reached out and unscrewed the