Hold On Mr.! Your Sweetheart is a Real Queen-Chapter 658: You can scold me too

Daisy Ginger mocked coolly, "Didn’t we just meet this afternoon."

"..." Edward Stephens paused, "It’s okay if you want to curse at me."

"..."

Daisy was taken aback, not seeing this guy for three years and now he’s turned into a masochist.

"Not interested in cursing you."

Erin Ginger had already gone upstairs to paint, while Daisy sat on the sofa, holding the remote, and turned on the television.

Ignoring Edward, she watched the variety show for a while before realizing she hadn’t hung up the phone.

The man’s voice drifted in, "Keep watching, I’m still awake."

"...How did you know I wasn’t watching TV just now?"

The man chuckled slightly, "Your breathing was closer."

Daisy’s breath faltered slightly.

When she was silent, he was listening to her breathing over the phone.

Some corner of her heart was being stirred, unable to calm down. The noise from the television couldn’t enter her ears.

She did not say another word, simply curled up on the sofa, quietly waiting for her emotions to settle, distanced by the length of a phone.

"Edward Stephens."

She softly said.

The man responded, "Mm?"

"I’m going to sleep."

She replied coldly, stood from the sofa, and hung up the phone.

*

The next day, Daisy didn’t go to the hospital to see him.

Edward’s illness wouldn’t heal quickly, so there was no need to keep vigil every day. Seeing him more frequently only made her angrier.

Perhaps because her visits were intermittent, Edward feared she’d slip away, and, after she returned for half a month, he refused to stay in the hospital, demanding to be discharged and go home. Ryan Smith had no choice but to beg Daisy to report to the hospital on time, even if just for an hour rather than a full day, otherwise Edward’s antics might truly be fatal.

Daisy truly witnessed how shameless a grown man could be when being stubborn.

He even threatened to leave the hospital.

Yet Edward showed no sign of feeling embarrassed, completely accustomed to making a fuss without the slightest mature demeanor.

Edward’s attending physician was a seventy-something retired professor rehired, fearing his patient’s disobedience would sully his final years, he specifically called her, saying keeping the patient’s mood happy is part of treatment.

Daisy genuinely wished he’d recover soon, so she could leave sooner. Although she agreed to visit the hospital every day, sometimes she was too lazy to go, so she sent Erin to see him.

Edward surprisingly wasn’t picky, Erin was fine, anyway, with Erin there, Daisy couldn’t truly leave.

He genuinely wanted Daisy to stay, and truly wished for their reconciliation. Three years and three months, over eleven hundred days and nights, he tried to shorten the time they spent apart, wishing to create a future where she could live safely.

Now, the overall situation was stable, and no one in the Stephens family dared to hurt her anymore. Yet she already wasn’t willing to stay by his side.

This outcome wasn’t what he wanted, nor what he could accept.

He aimed to do everything perfectly, but in the end, he lost her.

So, what meaning did his efforts over the years hold?

This year’s persistence through three cycles of chemotherapy, struggles at death’s door, what was the point?

Everyone thought the Stephens brothers were fighting internally, but perhaps only Robert Stephens, who became a prisoner, knew his brother’s mad quest for power was merely for a woman.