Chapter 220: Chapter 220: What do you think of Daisy now?
Edward Stephens came back not only carrying a pile of candy but also brought Lady Stephens along.
Lady Stephens had fallen seriously ill due to Edward’s hospitalization from severe injuries, and she had only just recovered these days. Although she wore some makeup, her sallow complexion could hardly be concealed, making her look quite haggard.
Edward placed the pile of candy on Daisy Ginger’s bedside table and said to the two women in the room, "You guys chat."
Then he opened the door and went out.
Lady Stephens glanced at Daisy Ginger’s scarred wrists, her eyes reddened again. She walked over, sat by the bed, touched Daisy Ginger’s hair, and softly called her name, "Daisy..."
She had learned about Daisy Ginger’s illness from Edward and felt heartache. She hadn’t slept well all night, feeling both distressed and a bit uneasy, and hurried here early this morning.
"You’ve truly suffered too much alone." Lady Stephens wiped the corners of her eyes, choking on her words, "Auntie is sorry to you."
Daisy Ginger smiled slightly, "It’s me who is too useless. What’s it got to do with you, Auntie? I’ve been dealing with this illness for seven or eight years, and if it weren’t for Ian Linton... it wouldn’t have relapsed."
Lady Stephens lowered her head, moved her lips, "Ian Linton deserves to die."
For such a remark to come from the naturally gentle and kind Lady Stephens, Ian Linton had truly enraged someone.
Ian Linton’s mental diagnosis hadn’t come out yet, but Daisy Ginger wasn’t too concerned about him anymore. Regardless of the result, he and she were no longer from the same world.
It would be best if he went to jail; even if he couldn’t, he would have to be locked up in a mental hospital and receive electroshock treatment.
He shocked Emily Ginger into madness, and now, he might also get shocked.
Indeed, self-inflicted misery cannot be lived.
Lady Stephens sat down to chat with her for more than half an hour. Seeing Lady Stephens looking unwell and haggard, Daisy Ginger did not want her to stay in the hospital for too long and called Edward Stephens to come in and take her home.
Edward Stephens was leaning by the door, and upon hearing Daisy Ginger call him, he opened the door and walked in.
"Mom, let me take you home." He supported Lady Stephens’s arm, helped her up, then glanced at Daisy Ginger, who was leaning against the bedhead and seemed to be in decent spirits, "Do you want anything? I’ll bring a bit over for you."
Daisy Ginger touched her face, "My face is really dry. Could you bring me my ex-boyfriend mask and the little black bottle?"
"......" What mask?
Edward Stephens gave her a sideways glance, "I’ll be back soon. If you’re uncomfortable anywhere, remember to call the doctor."
Daisy Ginger unwrapped a piece of candy; it was lemon-flavored, making her face scrunch up sourly. She waved her hand dismissively, "Yeah, got it, got it."
Seeing her dismissive expression, he pinched her cheek, "Tell the doctor where it hurts, don’t endure it on your own and end up making more trouble than it’s worth."
"..." Daisy Ginger puffed up her cheeks, "It really hurts now."
Edward Stephens gave her a sidelong glance, "Serves you right."
After saying that, he let go and rubbed Daisy Ginger’s reddened cheek where he had pinched, "I’m off."
Lady Stephens watched from the side, her expression mixed.
Edward Stephens held her hand, his demeanor calm and his pace leisurely, leading her downstairs.
Lady Stephens sat in the passenger seat, looked at her son’s profile, and couldn’t help but say, "Edward... what do you think about Daisy now?"
Edward Stephens looked ahead, started the engine, and upon hearing his mother’s question, he replied with another question, "What else could I think?"