Hold On Mr.! Your Sweetheart is a Real Queen

Chapter 187

Chapter 187: Chapter 187 What do you think you think you think.

lan Linton laughed softly, his voice gentle and soft, "Director Ginger, please don’t be angry. | just wanted to show

you... how radiant you were before."

"Don’t you think you were glowing back then? You could capture anyone’s attention effortlessly, more dazzling

than flames..."

His voice lowered, and then he sighed lightly, as if with regret.

"I really can’t bear to see you, heartbroken for such a man, compromising your dignity." He stood by the bed,

fiddled with the projector, the screen dimmed, and then, a photograph of a young man appeared.

Daisy Ginger looked at the photo, her whole body trembled, her eyes reddened, and she tightly pursed her lips.

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That was...

A photo of Edward Stephens when he was young.

After Edward Stephens had an accident and left Banyan City, she had regretted countless times not having taken

any photos with him, resulting in eight lonely years with only a few pictures to console herself.

She had touched those photos thousands of times, the face of that young man, she had gazed at it until dawn in

the deep night, afraid of ruining them, she had sealed them away in an album, imagining Edward Stephens’

appearance now through the plastic sheet.

She hadn’t expected that lan Linton would have so many photos of Edward Stephens from before.

Him playing basketball on the court, sweating profusely; him riding a bicycle, taking her home; him carrying her

out of the classroom when she fainted from menstrual cramps; and her eating ice cream, playfully demanding he

carry her home...

Daisy Ginger’s eyes widened slightly, looking at each photo on the screen, memories she once thought forgotten

were captured in the camera, frby frame, every detail vividly appearing in her mind.

She even remembered the scent of his sweat, the soap fragrance on his clothes, the tickling sensation when his

hair brushed against her nose, and his clear, gentle, shy, doe-like beautiful eyes watching her with a faint smile.

Edward Stephens, her Edward, who grew up with her, lived and died for her, the young man who would never

leave her behind.

Daisy Ginger curled into a circle, not knowing why her heart ached so intensely; she cried uncontrollably. As the

photos froze on the last one, the young man stood in the sunset, waving and smiling at her, the screen gradually

dimmed, and the room lights con.

lan Linton spoke softly, "Director Ginger, do you understand now, how terribly wrong you were?"

"I always thought, how could | allow you to marry this man now? How he humiliates you, hurts you, even

despises you. If it were the Edward of the past, he would never have treated you like that."

"The treasure | hold dear and look up to, how could it be tarnished by that man..." lan Linton looked at her, with

spity, yet shidden anger, he spoke quietly, "I thought after he abandoned you a few times, you would

cto your senses, realize he is no longer worth your affection. But Daisy Ginger, why do you degrade

yourself? You've truly... disappointed me."

Daisy Ginger closed her eyes and spoke faintly, "You said so much, just because | no longer meet your perfect

imagination."

"You think that because I'm hurt, | should let go; you think because Edward changed, | shouldn't love him; you

think, you think, you think." She opened her eyes, laughed angrily, "Who the hell are you to think?"

Nagging a whole bunch, isn't it just wanting to split her and Edward Stephens up?