Chapter 274: Chapter 274: A Lifetime Substitute, Unfair to Everyone.
The man sat in the car, his eyes following Daisy Ginger’s figure until it disappeared from view. Only then did the emotions he had been holding in seem to overwhelm him, and he leaned wearily against the steering wheel.
One lie requires a hundred more to cover it up.
He should not have fallen in love with Daisy Ginger.
A lifetime as a substitute is unfair to anyone.
The car door slowly opened, and the cold wind brought in a faint fragrance.
"Second Master..."
The woman called softly, her voice suddenly cutting off.
The man’s palm rested on her slender neck, pinning her nape against the seatback, nearly cutting off her breath.
Charlotte’s pupils contracted for a moment as she looked at Edward Stephens. The man’s dark eyes were filled with cold murderous intent.
At that moment, Edward genuinely wanted to kill her.
It was only after nearly a minute that he slowly retracted his fingers. He leaned back against the seat and coldly spat out a single word: "Get out."
Charlotte lowered her head, coughing lightly a few times. The lack of oxygen to her brain made her less sharp than usual. After a while, she spoke hoarsely, "Second Master, divorce her. She will find out sooner or later."
"..."
"She’s not the woman standing by your side, and you’re not the man standing by hers. Between you, it’s just a mistake," Charlotte’s voice was gentle and respectful, "In the end, you being together will only hurt her."
Edward looked ahead, his handsome face cold and stern. The dim light and shadow almost engulfed his perfect features. He spoke coolly, "Mind your own business."
"Sir asked me to come back to request your return home," Charlotte looked up at him, speaking softly, "Second Master, you’ve been away from home for a year. Mr. Stephens misses you a lot."
"..."
"I don’t want to hurt Second Master, nor do I want to hurt Miss Ginger," Charlotte’s tone softened even further as she looked at Edward, "Now, the best choice is for Second Master to divorce Miss Ginger. You know very well she never needed you."
Edward’s pupils contracted slightly as his hand on the steering wheel gradually clenched.
"... If you don’t stop in time, Second Master, you’ll regret it sooner or later." Charlotte lowered her head, her tone becoming more humble and respectful. Yet the words she spoke were increasingly hard to accept, "Sir asked me to come and invite you home. If you don’t return soon, he might come to get you himself."
Edward looked straight ahead, "If everyone’s feelings were as easy as yours to let go and take back, perhaps there would be fewer marriages in this world."
"..." Charlotte trembled slightly, her bloodless lips pursing lightly.
"Since I left the Stephens family, I haven’t planned to go back there." Edward lit a cigarette, looking out the window as he slowly exhaled, "Banyan City is a nice place, not as suffocating as the Stephens family. I’m not in the mood to go back there and play with those lunatics. You tell him I don’t want to return."
"Sir, I’m afraid... is not so easy to talk to." Charlotte hesitated before cautiously speaking, "Sir has learned a lot of things and is rather upset with you. If you continue to defy him, he might not let you off so easily."
Before Edward’s eyes was a face that always seemed to carry a smile.
In his youth, he followed him, listened to his teachings, and learned much.
His father was weak, and Robert Stephens entered the Stephens at sixteen, turned the tide, and within two years restored the precarious Stephens to its peak.
He was once his most proud brother.
But everything disappeared in that long-plotted car accident.