Hold On Mr.! Your Sweetheart is a Real Queen

Chapter 363: Chapter 392: Clearly, You Were the One Who Provoked Me First

Edward Stephens lunged forward sharply, but only managed to let the hem of the skirt lightly brush past his fingertips.

She leaned backward and, when she saw him lunge towards her, her face still had a smile on it.

His figure stopped abruptly at the edge of the windowsill, her smiling face still lingered on his retinas, and her gaze towards him carried a resolute finality.

This was probably a nightmare, a nightmare created by Daisy Ginger, sweeping in to completely envelope him.

"Ah——!!"

A sharp scream from a maid downstairs pierced his eardrums. Edward Stephens stood frozen in place, not daring to move.

He didn’t even dare to confirm whether the woman lying downstairs was Daisy Ginger or not.

Only when a faint scent of blood wafted into his nostrils with the wind did he seem to awaken from a dream, suddenly rushing out of the bedroom.

The path from upstairs to the lawn held no memories; a crowd had gathered where Daisy lay, and no one dared to approach her. Seeing him coming, they stepped back with pale faces to clear a path for Edward Stephens.

Daisy Ginger lay on the lawn, her eyes closed, already unconscious.

She looked just like she was asleep, her expression was peaceful, with a vague hint of a smile lingering at the corners of her lips.

from her body, gradually soaking the grass on the ground, spreading a

soul and body separated in that instant, his body remained fixated on Daisy Ginger, unable to display any

it

slowly towards Daisy

wanted to keep

He stopped beside her.

didn’t want it to end

fingers brushed

you were the one who provoked

was icy, like a dead person’s

the one who

Clearly, it was you.

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arrived, Daisy Ginger had already

the servants gathered together, whispering. Seeing her frown

Stephens family had never encountered an incident like the young lady attempting suicide by jumping from a building. Once this news spread, it would

glanced at those servants,

Stephens, so they both respected and feared her. At her

left, the courtyard suddenly felt

Charlotte felt a faint