Hold On Mr.! Your Sweetheart is a Real Queen

Chapter 203: Chapter 203 Reunion After a Long Time

She lay on the bed panting heavily for a while, the bloody color before her eyes gradually faded away, and she

slowly made out the arrangements in the hospital room and the clear, cold winter sunlight streaming in through

the window.

With her eyes closed, she calmed her frenzied heartbeat within her chest, and the roaring noise in her head

slowly subsided.

The aftermath of the nightmare still lingered inside her, her whole body continued to twitch slightly. For a long

time, she couldn't even control her movements.

Not sure how much thad passed, she slowly sat up from the bed covered in cold sweat. Her sweat-

dampened fingers trembled as she picked up the laptop that had been closed not long ago from the bedside,

placed it on the small table on the hospital bed, and quickly opened the document.

The dense reports gradually calmed her chaotic mind. She forced herself to shift all her attention to the

computer screen, refusing to think about the nightmare just now.

Just as she was about to immerse herself in work, there was suddenly a knock at the door.

"Knock knock knock—"

Daisy Ginger’s heart, which had finally calmed down, jumped in fright, almost causing her to fling the mouse

away. She steadied herself and rasped towards the door, "Who is it?"

There was no response from outside, but instead, the door creaked open, and a tall figure slowly walked in from

outside.

The man was wearing hospital clothes, draped in a black coat. His hair was a bit long, with a few playful strands

covering his forehead.

Even dressed ordinarily, he still looked so dazzling and handsome. His beautiful features cinto view, stirring

her emotions.

Daisy Ginger’'s gaze swept past his face, hearing Edward Stephens’ lazy voice drift into her ears with a touch of

nonchalance, "Isn't she awake?"

"..." Daisy Ginger stared unblinkingly at the man coming towards her.

He was very tall, standing before her, blocking the sunlight shining in from outside the window. The man reached

out, brushed her cheek, tucking the stray hair by her face behind her ear, and then sat by her bed in a

somewhat lazy manner, "Ethan Pond said your foot couldn't move. | thought that leg of yours was still hanging

high. Isn't it already down?" He tapped her right leg encased in plaster, raising his tone slightly, "Why don’t you

csee me?"

Daisy Ginger leaned against the headboard, looking at the man’s complete and clear face. She slowly hid her

hands beneath the blanket, feeling more cold sweat unknowingly trickle down her back.

Her stomach cramped up, and all her muscles stiffened. She barely maintained a calm expression, tugging at her

lips towards Edward Stephens, "Edward, are you alright now?"

Edward Stephens gave her a sidelong glance, sitting next to her, slightly lifting his chin boastfully, "Of course

not. | walked from my ward to here."

Daisy Ginger carefully observed him, watching his facial expressions, the light in his eyes, and his vibrant

appearance.

"My foot still can’t move," she lied without blinking, even though the doctor had long told her to get up and walk

around more. "I still have to stay in bed for over a week."

Edward Stephens hummed lightly, commenting, "Useless."

Daisy Ginger gazed at him, giving a faint smile.

Edward Stephens, sitting by her bed, stared intently at her face. Perhaps due to enduring too much suffering

these days, she seemed much thinner, her hair messily piled on her fair neck, and the blue and white hospital

gown on her appeared slightly too big, lazily exposing half a shoulder and collarbone.

She looked somewhat haggard, losing that touch of dominance, appearing younger and more vulnerable, inviting

pity.

Edward Stephens watched her for a while and suddenly said, "Close your eyes."

Daisy Ginger was slightly startled, her gaze turning blank.

Edward Stephens looked at her silly appearance, lowered his eyes, and chuckled softly, "Idiot." Then he reached

out, placed a hand on her eyes, and gently left a light kiss on her dry lips.

At the moment their lips touched, Daisy Ginger clenched her hands placed at her sides.

Her nails dug into her flesh, all her muscles tightened, and her whole body began to tremble slightly.

It was as if she was suffering from tremendous pain, her face even turned pale.

Edward Stephens finished the kiss and only then felt a bit embarrassed, even though he had been married to

Daisy Ginger for over half a year.

"Ahem." He cleared his throat lightly, turned his head to look out the window, "Take good care of yourself. I'm

fine over here. When I'm a bit better, I'll csee you more often."

Daisy Ginger’s lips quivered slightly, she looked up at Edward Stephens, then quickly withdrew her gaze as if

stung.

"Okay." Because of the tension in her throat muscles, her voice sounded a bit hoarse, but in this atmosphere, it

was hard to tell anything was wrong.

"I will take care of myself," Daisy Ginger said, "You too."

"I'm way healthier than you, little cripple." Edward Stephens laughed softly, lowered his eyes to look at Daisy

Ginger's face, and tapped her forehead with his finger, then frowned slightly, "Why are you so cold?"

"The air-conditioning temperature is too low," Daisy Ginger coughed lightly, wrapping the thin hospital gown

around her, raised her eyes to Edward Stephens, smiled at him, and shifted the topic, "Did the doctor allow you

to cout like this?"

Edward Stephens lazily stretched his two long legs, fiddling with the air conditioner remote, adjusting the

temperature. When he heard Daisy Ginger’s words, he replied disdainfully, "I just cout. What's he going to

do about..."

Before he could finish, the head nurse hurried in from outside, saw Edward Stephens, and immediately took out

her walkie-talkie, "Found him, found him, 7710 is here with us, | will take him back right now!"

Edward Stephens: "..."

"Mr. Stephens, how could you sneak out of the ward without letting Dr. Leighton know?" The head nurse

approached, earnestly speaking to Edward Stephens, "Do you know little Li who performs your daily wound

cleaning nearly cried when he saw you weren't in the ward? How did you even get out? Not even the cameras

caught you!"

"..." Naturally, it was to avoid the cameras, he cthrough the fire escape.

But he still declared with great justification, "What's wrong withcoming to see my wife? Can't I?"

The head nurse wasn't easy to mess with either, she quickly called over Edward Stephens’ attending doctor,

having him take his patient back to avoid disturbing her patient's recovery.

Even Edward Stephens was at a loss with his doctor, and to avoid any "retaliation" in his upcoming treatments,

he had no choice but to bid farewell to his long-awaited reunion with his young wife.

"I'll csee you again tomorrow." He turned his head to look at Daisy Ginger, speaking gently, "Actually, I've

been fine for a while. They're just keepinghere to make more money..."

The attending doctor standing behind him rolled his eyes to the sky.

Fine my foot, today’s wound cleaning hasn't even been done yet. No anesthetic for him next tduring

medication.