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.

been in Chicago for over three months, this was

dressing table, she didn’t try to hide it

bottle cap, poured the pills into her palm,

"Miss Ginger."

her from behind, somewhat at

She had never compared them to see how they differed from what she used

"Miss Ginger."

voice

over, standing behind Daisy, yet

while, then slowly turned around to face Charlotte,

her gaze, slightly biting her lip, her reaction a mix of fear

said nothing, Daisy

"Did he

head, lips pressed tightly together,

clenched the pills in her hand. She felt she had never been this angry, yet never this

bottle down, picked up a brow razor from the dressing table right in

did they

walked up to Charlotte and looked