Hold On Mr.! Your Sweetheart is a Real Queen

Chapter 342: Chapter 341 What is this?

About ten minutes later, Edward Stephens walked back alone from a distance.

He looked more relaxed than when he went in, came over, and took her hand, "Let’s go. I’ll take you out to eat."

Daisy Ginger looked at his expression and finally snorted, "Didn’t I say it was fine?"

Edward didn’t respond directly, only said, "The police called me just now. Your phone has been found and handed over to someone from your company. You can pick it up at your office tomorrow."

The efficiency is quite impressive.

On the other hand, it also shows how powerful the Stephens family is in this place.

Daisy responded and was distracted by the change in topic, "Was anything deleted from the phone?"

"No," Edward replied flatly.

That black guy, though, is going to be in for a long haul.

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After having dinner at a nearby restaurant together, Daisy came home thoroughly exhausted.

She hadn’t felt tired so easily before, but recently, for some reason, even a few steps left her winded.

Struggling, she forced herself to take a shower, not even drying her hair completely before collapsing into bed and falling into a deep sleep.

Edward, after finishing the last bit of work in the study, entered the room to find Daisy deeply asleep, curled up on her back without even a blanket covering her.

walked over, and pulled her up into his arms, "Daisy, dry

her current foul mood. Being disturbed made her incredibly annoyed, and she

resignation, softly coaxing her, "How about I dry

burying her face

man looked down at her flushed, peaceful face and couldn’t resist

like a

her to curl up in his embrace while he used the blow

air was filled with

faint fragrance from Daisy and couldn’t help

he had envisioned. Yet, if she

he had imagined, not as annoying and

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from some physical discomfort, Daisy’s life

temperament had improved unexpectedly; no matter how she lashed out, he hardly reacted, and after her inexplicable

epitome of a

suspected he had been swapped with someone else, transforming from a big

Daisy unhappy was how controlling he

for some reason, he flatly refused. She

enjoyed shopping after work to walk off her meals, but now Edward would take her home right after eating, sometimes even having meals at home, not

free, couldn’t stand Edward’s increasingly strange control, finding more reason to quibble with him.

her emotions oscillating between self-reproach and berating

spring morning, and Edward had poured the milk for her himself. The milk, usually sweet and delicious, suddenly tasted

both Edward and Charlotte looked a bit surprised; one led her to the washroom, the other cleaned

disappeared completely after rinsing her

suspicion lodged in Daisy’s heart, not deep

evoke much reaction from Edward, who simply reassured her that she might

but couldn’t help calculating