Hold On Mr.! Your Sweetheart is a Real Queen-Chapter 725: The first time seeing Edward Stephens get angry

Chapter 725: The first time seeing Edward Stephens get angry

His voice was small, tinged with loneliness.

Daisy Ginger was slightly taken aback, not expecting him to say this. She reached out, brushing aside the short bangs on the child’s forehead, and met Edward Stephens’ eyes.

The child lowered his long eyelashes, not looking at her, his expression sparse with a sadness and calmness beyond his years.

Daisy Ginger watched him for a moment, gently pressed her lips together, lifted him onto the bed, and said to the child, "I’ll tell your mom you’re not feeling well today, so you’ll stay here with me for now."

"..." Edward looked up at her, unsure of what he was thinking, and after a long pause, he softly murmured "ok," then turned around, clutching the blanket and snuggled into it.

Daisy Ginger watched his small figure, withdrew her gaze, and sighed softly before opening the door and seeing Erin Ginger standing at the doorway, his delicate face etched with worry.

"He’s fine." Daisy Ginger ruffled his hair, "Go play on your own, I’ll check on his mom."

Erin nodded, watching Daisy Ginger’s back for a moment, observing her as she slowly descended the stairs. Then he glanced again at the tightly closed room door.

He gently furrowed his brows.

*

At the entrance, from a distance, Daisy Ginger saw the woman standing in front of the ornate copper door. She seemed momentarily astonished to see her come out alone from the house, a hint of hesitation on her pale, delicate face. 𝑓𝓇𝘦ℯ𝘸𝘦𝑏𝓃𝑜𝘷ℯ𝑙.𝑐𝑜𝓂

Daisy Ginger approached and said to Charlotte Smith, "George isn’t feeling well; he’s resting upstairs at my place. Come pick him up later tonight."

The woman’s delicate and beautiful face showed her eyes constricting slightly for an instant; she probably knew Daisy was lying. She said to Daisy, "Will it trouble you, Miss Ginger, to have him stay here?"

Daisy replied, "It’s no trouble."

"..." Charlotte was silent for a while before her bloodless lips lightly moved, "I’ll come to pick him up tonight then."

Daisy acknowledged, watching Charlotte purse her lips, turn slowly towards the car, and despite the frail appearance that seemed like she’d collapse at any second, she couldn’t help but speak.

"Charlotte," she called. Charlotte paused in her steps and turned to look at her. "As I have said before - since you chose to keep him, take good care of him. Don’t let his father dislike him, and his mother neglect him."

Charlotte’s already pale face seemed even paler. She looked at Daisy and nodded slightly, her voice faint, "I know."

Having said this, she glanced at the second-floor window, then turned around slowly and got into the car.

After Charlotte had driven away, Daisy turned and went back into the hall.

"Mommy."

Erin stood at the top of the stairs watching her.

"What’s up?"

"Can I go inside and play with him?"

Daisy slightly raised an eyebrow, "Since when did you two become such good friends?"

Erin replied, "He ate my rose puff pastry."

"You even gave him rose pastry?" Daisy laughed, taking two strawberry mousse cakes from the refrigerator, handing one to Erin, and asking the maid to pour two glasses of orange juice, taking them upstairs.

Sure enough, Edward wasn’t sleeping; when she opened the door, he was leaning against the windowsill, gazing outside, only snapping back when Daisy entered.

Daisy smiled at him: "You obviously want to see her, so why not go down? Your mom’s heartbroken not seeing you come downstairs to meet her."

Edward blushed with annoyance, retorting, "I was just looking at the view!"

"Oh, the view." Daisy deliberately drew out her tone teasingly, looking outside, "Today’s so overcast, turns out you like gloomy days."

"..."

Edward glared at her.

He really hated this woman! Not only did she take his dad, but she also teased him on purpose!

"Alright, alright, you’re just as hot-tempered as before." She walked over, giving him the mousse cake, "I’ve already asked for a leave for you. Stay here today and play with Erin. Your mom will pick you up tonight."

Edward took the cake, taking a bite, very aloof: "I don’t want to play with that little shorty."

"..." Erin glanced at him with eyes very similar to Daisy’s while sitting on the sofa eating cake.

Daisy watched them, smiling, then gently placed the juice down and quietly exited the room.

Soon, the sound of Edward chatting with Erin could be heard from inside.

Who would’ve thought these two little guys could have a day of peaceful coexistence.

Now, it’s just about how to explain to Edward Stephens why George is at their home.

*

Noon.

The man hurried back from outside, and the moment he saw the child sitting in the dining room with Erin, a shadow immediately descended on his handsome face.

He stood at the entrance, questioning Daisy in an icy tone, "Who let you bring him in?"

Daisy was a bit stunned, not expecting such a strong reaction from Edward Stephens; for a moment, she didn’t know how to respond.

Hearing his words, George, who was quietly eating steak in the dining room, stiffened at once. He gripped the dining knife tightly, keeping his head down, not daring to look at Edward.

The man turned his head, mercilessly ordering the maid, "Get his nanny here, take him home now!"

Daisy bit her lip, gently tugging on the man’s sleeve, lowering her voice, "Edward, don’t be like this..."

The man glanced at her, coldly pulling his sleeve from her fingers, turning to go upstairs, his back tense with anger.

After he left, George immediately ran out from the dining room, dashing out of the hall without looking back, quickly disappearing.

Instinctively, Daisy chased after him but couldn’t catch up; she watched helplessly as George darted into the small grove ahead and vanished.

This was the Stephens family’s own estate, so she didn’t fear for his safety, but she did worry that the child’s heart might shatter.

"Mommy..."

Erin came over, gently holding her hand and looking up at her.

Daisy didn’t know what expression to have. She knelt down, caressing her son’s small face, gently asking, "Did that scare you, Erin?"

Erin bit his lower lip and softly nodded.

Indeed, as big as he has grown, it was probably the first time he saw Edward Stephens get angry.

Daisy hugged his small body, softly saying, "Daddy wasn’t angry at you, it’s okay, he just isn’t in a good mood. Erin, go back and eat, and Mommy will go upstairs to talk with Daddy."

"Then..." Erin softly asked, "Will George come back?"

Daisy looked into her child’s clear black eyes, filled with cautious longing.

"Yes." Daisy gently replied, "In a few days, Mommy will take you to play with him."