Hold On Mr.! Your Sweetheart is a Real Queen

Chapter 358: Chapter 357 I’m Not a Narcissist

"Edward Stephens, it’s impossible for me to like you."

"That’s okay."

...

Daisy Ginger savored this exchange, lifted her eyes with a hint of a smile, and said lightly, "If it weren’t for Mr. Stephens keeping me locked in the hospital these days, and posting people to guard the door, I might really be moved by Mr. Stephens’s deep affection."

Edward Stephens took a sip of his drink, ignoring Daisy Ginger’s provocation, and said lightly, "Because you’re disobedient. If you were a bit more obedient, we’d both live more comfortably."

"By obedient, you mean letting you have your way, doing whatever you want?" Daisy Ginger’s calm smile faded, and her face cooled, "I’m telling you, I absolutely will not have this child. Don’t even dream about it!"

The man seemed to disdain arguing with her, ignored her words, and picked up his chopsticks casually, starting to eat the food that was brought to them.

It was noon, the Hong Kong-style restaurant was bustling with people coming and going.

The owner of the restaurant was an immigrant from Hong Kong, who had been running it here for over a decade, frequented by old customers.

The place was filled with Chinese people, chatting in their hometown dialects. Daisy Ginger picked up on a few Banyan City accents, her eyes darkened slightly, and she lowered her head, no longer acknowledging Edward Stephens, quietly sipping the creamy mushroom soup in front of her.

They ate until half past one in the afternoon.

Edward Stephens presumably had work to do later. He paid the bill and then took her to the car.

Daisy Ginger sat in the car, hugging her legs, watching the bustling scenes outside the window.

Still, no matter how long she lived here, this city always felt foreign.

Daisy Ginger pursed her lips, gently resting her chin on her knees.

She felt a bit homesick.

*

Returning to the Stephens family home, Daisy Ginger was led back to her room.

man, with his back to her, stood before her changing clothes, "If you get bored, you can go downstairs to stroll in the garden. But don’t go too far,"

kept a cold

down in front of her, his

he looked at her, "want me

lost." Daisy Ginger shook off his

kissed her forehead, "Daisy, if you behave, I’ll make you the

her eyes to glare

were already caught in a trap, and no matter how she struggled, this

in, and turned her back

rustling sounds, then the man’s

staring at the void opposite, listening to the steady footsteps of Edward Stephens leaving, thinking that she

she let him be so triumphant,

eyes, and a metallic taste filled her mouth where she had bitten her

to pain seemed to be

*

at home to accompany her for a few days

much hoped he would just leave

days, the man finally agreed to take

The next morning.

is much warmer than

just a thin knitted sweater, the neckline drooped, revealing her

looked in the mirror and found

dark circles under

because of

Edward Stephens in her mind just as he walked

her teeth, he approached to kiss her cheek, and then

He laughed nearby, looking somewhat

Daisy Ginger gave him a blank look, too lazy to engage with this childish man, lowered her head to rinse her mouth, swiftly washed her

since the last intense argument at home. The bloodstains she left had long been wiped clean without a trace, and the housekeepers had long resumed their usual routines, as if nothing

now, as if the matter of

her subtly protruding belly and increasingly low spirits reminded

the same spot, a strong metallic taste filled her mouth. The man opened the door and came out just as Daisy Ginger swallowed a bloody spittle and

Her eyes deepened.