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.

ahead and have your meal," Edward Stephens gestured to them before pulling Daisy Ginger into the

dining table. A young female officer held Jasper White,

seeing Edward Stephens and Daisy Ginger enter, Jasper White immediately slipped from the officer’s arms and ran

"Jasper!"

out, anxiety flickering across her face. After this ordeal, she realized Daisy Ginger’s background

White. The little guy got beaten badly; his fair, tender face covered in bruises, making Daisy

softly asked

her, suddenly felt tears welling up, clutching

"Jasper!"

trembling, walked over and reached out

give me Jasper. This

Ginger knew

his heart out, and shook her head at Granny Dixon. "Let

looking at her grandson’s face, eyes reddened too.

a tone beyond his years; yet, ultimately, he was just

an entire day, he feared he’d caused her harm, staying anxious

could only be

understand Jasper White’s feelings now, not minding his dirtiness, holding him beside the dining table and wiping his face with

minutes before finally coming

directed at him. Realizing he’d embarrassed himself, his small pride couldn’t bear it;

at him, "Done

replied, "Who’s

of tissues on the table, indicating they were all

could this woman be like this, giving

turned his head, spotting a tall man sitting beside him, glaring

Oh my, so frightening!

instinctively nestling into Daisy Ginger’s embrace, clutching her

and Jasper’s interaction, picking up a coconut juice bottle, asking

reached out