Hold On Mr.! Your Sweetheart is a Real Queen

Chapter 335: Chapter 334: You Can Only Think About Me

From Banyan City to Chicago, it takes a full eight hours.

On the Chicago side, it’s still morning. After getting off the plane, the three of them had a Chinese meal at the airport.

Charlotte Smith ordered a portion of soy milk and fried dough sticks for them, quickly drank a few sips of porridge herself, and then said to Edward Stephens and them, "I’ll go back first to tidy up your rooms. Second young master, will you still be in your usual bedroom?"

In the large mansion of the Stephens family, every member of the family had their own place. Daisy Ginger used to stay there, but it was merely a guest room for entertaining visitors.

Edward Stephens nodded, picked up some side dishes with his chopsticks for Daisy Ginger, and said, "Get someone to prepare some clothes for her; she didn’t bring much over."

Charlotte responded and hurriedly left.

Daisy Ginger raised her head, looking thoughtfully at Charlotte’s departing figure.

It always felt strange—clearly once engaged to Edward Stephens, now engaged to Robert Stephens, yet the way she interacted with them didn’t seem like a fiancée, but more like a maid.

After people left, Daisy Ginger asked, "Did you really have a betrothal agreement with her before?"

Edward Stephens glanced at her, thinking she had misunderstood something. He swallowed the soy milk in his mouth and explained leisurely, "She was just a nominal fiancée."

Daisy Ginger raised an eyebrow.

A nominal fiancée?

"To balance the power of various noble families, they send their children here to live and dine with us. Charlotte Smith was initially sent by the Smith family to care for my brother."

Daisy Ginger listened in disbelief.

own family was also considered wealthy, but only by coming to Edward Stephens did she really

this and being a ’study companion for the crown

sent over

this was

stick, half-smiling, half-sneering, "So according to you, did you and Charlotte Smith have something going on back then? And you

at her and

Ginger’s smile became more mischievous, "Oh? Answering so quickly, can I

merciless. As if reminded of something by Daisy Ginger’s words,

was sipping soy milk. Hearing

eyes and glared at

the man’s face also looked unpleasant, as if he imagined some scene, and

times, his gaze sinister, making Daisy Ginger’s heart pound, and in the end, while finishing the meal, he unwillingly pulled her into his arms, kissing her fiercely

what happened between you and him before, you have to forget it for me!" He bit her earlobe, the breath he exhaled

long been given to that kid made his heart

with small flames, quite surprised; he

shared the same bed with Charlotte Smith for eight years, and I haven’t disdained you. Yet, you’re

share the same bed." Edward Stephens interrupted her, giving her a sidelong glance, "What else did

and dined together, which is hardly

nothing to happen. Especially since the girl was particularly compliant. Daisy Ginger imagined that if it were her, she

rich really knew how to

clicked her tongue mentally, looking at Edward Stephens like he

the small flames in his heart flare up under her gaze. He regretted talking about his family matters with

and considered taking her back to the car for a good dressing

lazily against her chair, legs crossed, "Of course, I did everything with him. Are you stupid? He was

course, that

beginning to bloom. When he