Chapter 322: Chapter 321: Daisy Ginger, If You Can Be a Little More Obedient
As soon as the police left, Granny Dixon also breathed a sigh of relief.
She looked at the young man sitting next to Daisy Ginger, walked over, and like the others, called him, "Master Edward."
"Master Edward, do you find the food here to your taste?" She was a bit intimidated by this young man, always feeling that he was different from Daisy Ginger, as if there was a layer of distance between him and others, not so easy to talk to.
Edward Stephens glanced at the trembling old lady. He hadn’t eaten much, constantly observing the interaction between Daisy Ginger and that cheeky child, but he remained polite verbally: "The taste is great, thank you for preparing so many tables. My people can eat at the town tomorrow."
His words relieved Granny Dixon, bringing a smile to her wrinkled face, "No trouble at all, as long as you like the food, these are just simple dishes, no trouble at all."
Daisy Ginger tilted her head towards the old lady and said, "Granny, you should sit down and eat too. You’ve been tired all day, and there’s plenty of food."
Granny replied with an "oh" and sat down, looking at Jasper White nestled in Daisy Ginger’s arms, unable to resist patting her grandson’s little face, gratefully said to Edward Stephens: "If Master Edward hadn’t come today, the consequences would have been unimaginable."
Daisy Ginger heard this and couldn’t help but glance at Edward Stephens. The man leaned his face against his hand, lazily sipping tea. Sensing her gaze, he lifted his eyelids and gave her a faint glance.
Daisy Ginger withdrew her gaze, couldn’t help but think, if Granny Dixon knew what Edward Stephens had done to her behind her back, she probably wouldn’t be expressing gratitude now.
This meal went on very late.
Granny Dixon took the now asleep Jasper White into the room to rest. Daisy Ginger was led by Edward Stephens, holding her hand, to the lakeside for a walk.
This was not a pleasant reunion.
Digging deeper into it, there was more resentment and annoyance.
The lakeside at night was a few degrees cooler than during the day. Daisy Ginger was scantily dressed and walking by the lakeside, goosebumps formed.
She feared the cold, but the man walking alongside her didn’t seem to care.
Like intentionally wanting her to be cold.
Daisy Ginger was innately stubborn, knowing he did it on purpose, she became increasingly silent, walking until her body was chilled. The man stopped and stood in front of her, looking down at her.
She still had faint scratches from the morning’s injury on her body. Although he had applied medicine while she was asleep, and the wound had scabbed over, it still appeared particularly obvious.
Unpleasant.
Edward Stephens reached out and stroked the scar on her delicate neck with his fingertips, looking at her blue-tinted face due to the cold, he gently asked her, "Have you ever thought that if I were even half an hour late today, what would happen?"
Daisy Ginger pressed her lips together, silently staring at him.
"Don’t bullshit me; they’re no different from me. You know perfectly well it’s not the same." His warm fingers slowly rested on her slender neck, watching her stubborn face, he paused, gloomily murmured, "...I really want to kill you."
Daisy Ginger turned her face away, looking at the lake, "How did you find me?"
The man let go of her hand, casually said, "You don’t need to know."
Daisy Ginger sneered, somewhat mockingly curling her lip.
"Stop pretending to be innocent. You know exactly what you’ve done behind the scenes."
The man raised his head, calmly gazing at the lake, said quietly, "Daisy Ginger, if you listen obediently, I won’t do anything anymore."