Hold On Mr.! Your Sweetheart is a Real Queen

Chapter 343: Chapter 342: Was it him who asked you to change?

When Daisy Ginger asked this question, her expression was still calm.

It was only upon seeing Charlotte Smith’s face change—a face that rarely showed much emotion—that she gradually realized something.

She lowered her head, once again examining the pills, her expression becoming gradually incredulous.

She pushed past Charlotte, who was standing at the doorway, and opened the door, walking into the bedroom she shared with Edward Stephens.

The room hadn’t been cleaned by the servant yet, and at this lazy morning hour, it exuded a faint warmth and laziness.

On the bedside table sat the milk that Edward had specifically brought her last night; on the sofa was the coat she had taken off yesterday and hadn’t had time to hang up.

No matter what, this bedroom had already completely blended the life aura of her and the man, emitting a faint feeling of home.

Yet at this moment, Daisy stood at the door, feeling a chill throughout her body.

She couldn’t describe what she felt inside, she just hurriedly walked over and took the bottle of pills from the dressing table.

These were the pills she took every day.

in Chicago for over three months, this was her fourth

the dressing table, she didn’t try to hide it from

cap, poured the

"Miss Ginger."

called out to her from behind, somewhat

down, staring unblinkingly at the nearly identical pills in her hand. She had never compared them to

"Miss Ginger."

steady voice had

behind Daisy, yet didn’t know what

a while, then slowly turned

gaze, slightly biting her lip, her reaction a

Charlotte said nothing, Daisy

opened her mouth, hoarsely asking, "Did he ask

shook her head, lips pressed tightly

she had never

brow razor from the dressing table

did they get

to Charlotte