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Hold On Mr.! Your Sweetheart is a Real Queen

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Chapter 155: Chapter 155: Already Married Anyway

The thin smoke gradually spread over the sharply contoured face of the man. Ryan Smith watched his calm

demeanor, unable to understand why Edward Stephens could remain so calm when things had becsuch a

hassle.

Leaning back on the sofa, he ruffled his hair and said, "Handle it yourself. After all, you're married." After that, he

couldn’t help but mutter, "What kind of mess has your mom gotten into this time..."

Edward Stephens withdrew his gaze and stepped forward, "I'm leaving."

He walked out of the royal mansion and sent a message to Daisy Ginger, [I'm on my way.]

Only then did he open the car door and get in.

His deep eyes gradually settled, returning to their usual look. Ryan's words were like drops of water into the sea,

slowly disappearing without a trace.

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Daisy Ginger, carrying her bag, angrily opened the car door, planning to give a good scolding to the "driver" who

was half an hour late, only to be greeted face-first with a bouquet of roses.

Instinctively, she took the flowers, holding them in her arms with a bewildered face. Seeing Edward Stephens

sitting lazily in the driver's seat looking at her, her angry expression hadn't yet faded, and her sharp little face

appeared somewhat dazed.

"Don’t like it?" Edward leaned over, plucked a rose petal from her hair, and said lightly, "I thought it suited you."

"..." Daisy had an expression of unspeakable complexity, finally composing herself and getting into the car,

lifting her chin in a prideful manner, "Hmph."

Edward found her changing expressions quite amusing, a slight smile appearing at the corner of his eyes,

"What's wrong?"

"Unmotivated kindness is either treachery or theft."

"Nonsense," Edward said with a laugh, "I just bought a bouquet while passing by. Where did you get all those

ideas?"

Daisy, holding the flowers, gently sniffed the luscious roses, not wanting to admit she was a bit pacified by his

gesture.

She changed the topic, "Where's that friend of yours who cback from abroad? Not inviting him out for

dinner?"

"He's a busy man with girlfriends all over the world. Who knows which cozy place he might be in now."

Daisy displayed a disgusted expression, "What a jerk!"

"Everyone gets what they want," Edward started the car, "Where do you want to eat?"

"I want something light."

Edward responded, adjusted the navigation, "Then let's go for Cantonese food."

*

The Cantonese restaurant was nearby, only ten minutes away.

Daisy got out of the car with the bouquet of roses, Edward glanced at it, "Just leave it in the car. No one’s going

to steal it."

Daisy rolled her eyes at him, muttering under her breath, "Insensitive man, no sense of romance."

But Edward heard her and slightly raised his eyebrows, saying nothing.

"Mr. Linton, this way please." Behind them, the waiter said courteously. Daisy turned at the sound, seeing lan

Linton, whom she hadn't seen in almost a month, elegantly stepping out of the car.

He no longer appeared as frantic and deranged as when they last ran into each other at the western restaurant.

He now exuded the sophisticated and refined aura of a mature man, his hair cut short and stubble gone, suave

and back to the regular "lan Linton" self.

He didn’t see her and walked to the passenger side, personally opening the door. A delicate hand reached out

from inside, taking lan Linton’s arm. Following that, a pretty and lively face peeked out from the car. The

beautiful woman wore a striking wine-red fitted dress, the hemline just above her knees, and black high heels

that made her calves look long and slender.