Hold On Mr.! Your Sweetheart is a Real Queen

Chapter 449: You have a fever 1

The next day.

Edward Stephens didn’t need to go out today, a rare day off.

When he woke up, the air was tinged with a faint mist, and outside, he could hear the sound of rain hitting against the glass windows.

It was raining.

He sat up in bed and heard laughter coming from downstairs, a rare instance of joyous sound that piqued his curiosity.

After washing up, Edward, wearing slippers, leisurely went downstairs and saw Erin Ginger sitting on the sofa, with a drawing board in front of her, surprisingly making a portrait of his housemaid.

A few finished pieces were already being shown around and whispered about. Seeing him coming down the stairs, they immediately reined in their expressions and greeted him, "Good morning, Mr. Stephens!"

"You all..." He frowned.

"It’s like this," the housemaid explained, stepping forward, "Little Erin wanted to go sketching outside this morning, but since it was raining, we persuaded him to practice his drawing at home." As she spoke, she couldn’t help but glance at Erin, praising, "This child is very well-behaved, doesn’t make a fuss, eats whatever he’s given, and isn’t picky."

Beautiful and sensible children are always favored by adults.

Edward walked over, glanced a few times at Erin’s easel, and noticed his skill in drawing was very adept; with just a few strokes, he sketched out the contours of the model sitting in front.

Such skill, for a child from an ordinary family, would likely take four to five years of learning to become proficient.

This was probably talent.

sat across from Erin, looking at the child whose features bore some resemblance to Daisy Ginger, and found himself slightly

they would come to pick him up when he heard

let down, rushing in from the rain. Edward’s gentle demeanor slightly shifted as he looked up

Only owners could drive in here, and without an

"Little Erin!"

on the sofa, Daisy couldn’t help but call out to him. She walked over but was afraid her rain-soaked state would dirty him and stopped cautiously

a bit late, but I brought you a birthday present," she retrieved an exquisitely wrapped small gift box from her

small face stern, using his brush to sketch and

she realized she had thoroughly upset her usually good-tempered son, and she dejectedly withdrew

night. Before the sky was fully bright, she had hurriedly

by Edward Stephens from the street. She breathed a sigh of relief, but recalling Erin and Edward’s blood relation filled her with dread. She rushed to pick up a prepared birthday gift from her apartment and hurried to Edward Stephens’ residence, intending to coax him back, not expecting

to toe, kindly brought over a dry towel and handed it to her, "Miss Ginger, Little Erin is very safe

the towel, dabbed her face dry, looked at Erin who was ignoring her, pressed her lips

placed the dry wrapped gift box on the coffee table and whispered to Erin, "Little Erin, Mommy will go

still stern,

by the maid

then at Daisy’s retreating, rather pathetic figure, and raised

buy a change of clothes for you now," the maid placed a dry robe at the door and

donned the robe and walked

about how she had forgotten Erin’s birthday, she couldn’t

had been so busy,

she hadn’t seen for four years brought an indescribable emotional shock, causing her to completely forget about

the agent, also had to follow along, working endlessly without time even to sleep. The month passed in

against something hard

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