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,

notoriously cranky upon waking, especially with her current foul mood. Being disturbed made her incredibly

resignation, softly coaxing her, "How about I dry

only furrowed her delicate brows, burying her

looked down at her flushed, peaceful

like a

the sofa, allowing her to curl up in his embrace while he used the blow dryer to dry her

air was filled with

caught the faint fragrance from

wasn’t what he had envisioned. Yet, if she

than he had imagined, not as annoying and

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discomfort, Daisy’s

lashed out, he hardly reacted, and after her inexplicable anger subsided, he would even hand her a glass of water to soothe her

of a

temper from before, Daisy might have suspected he had been swapped with someone else, transforming from a big bad

made Daisy unhappy was how controlling

didn’t like lounging at home, wanting to enroll in a gym to work out, but for some reason, he

walk off her meals, but now Edward would take her home right after

stand Edward’s increasingly strange control, finding more reason to quibble with him. Yet, under

emotions oscillating between self-reproach and

morning, and Edward had poured the milk for her himself. The

looked a bit surprised; one led her to the washroom, the other cleaned up the mess on the

nauseous feeling disappeared completely after rinsing her

suspicion lodged in Daisy’s heart, not deep or shallow, unsettling

with breakfast as usual; this bout of vomiting didn’t seem to evoke much reaction from Edward, who simply reassured her that she might have gotten a chill from the

that way, but couldn’t help calculating when her last