Hold On Mr.! Your Sweetheart is a Real Queen

Chapter 369: Chapter 397: He Doesn’t Like Long Hair

After he finished speaking, he looked at Edward Stephens and smiled gently, exuding warmth and elegance, like a refreshing breeze under the bright moon, as if he had not just uttered any threatening words.

Edward Stephens quietly watched him, remaining silent.

Robert Stephens said to Charlotte Smith, "Charlotte, let’s go."

Charlotte responded with a nod. She lifted her eyes and couldn’t help but glance at Edward, whose expression was icy, though the fingers hanging by his side were clenched into a fist, with prominent veins on his wrist.

If only he could be a little stronger—this thought suddenly emerged in Charlotte’s mind. Then, her face turned pale, as if she had thought of something blasphemous.

She quickly packed that stray thought and pressed it into the deepest recess of her heart, returning to her original demeanor, obediently pushing Robert Stephens out of Daisy Ginger’s hospital room.

The vast corridor was unexpectedly quiet, as if everyone knew that the Family Head of the Stephens was present, and no one dared to appear or disturb them.

Not until they reached downstairs did the man say softly, "You stay here."

her hold

the car, leaning his spine against the leather seat, then turned his head to look at the woman standing at the

have grown longer lately, cascaded down, making her petite face look even more delicate and

for a mere half-second, and then his voice, devoid of any tone, sounded in Charlotte’s ear, "Go cut your hair; it’s too long, blocking the

sound of the car door closing. After that, the car gradually drove away, leaving her

the car could no longer be heard did Charlotte take a slight breath. Her bloodless face slowly gained a trace of color, and then she remembered Robert Stephens’ words, subconsciously touching the fine, long strands of hair

Stephens no longer permitted her

naturally, have a

Daisy Ginger. Later, it was ruthlessly cut to the root by Robert with scissors and thrown in front of

day she somewhat suspected that what Robert most wanted to cut might

with that dog-chewed looking short hair, then was

Stephens disliked how she looked with long

then, her hair never grew past her

be her own ever since she was taken into the Stephens family at age

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