Chapter 275: Chapter 275: The Liar Must Swallow 1,000 Needles
"What will he do to me?" Edward Stephens said, "Kill me?"
Charlotte Smith looked down, speaking softly, "You don’t understand him."
Edward let out a scoff, leaned back in his chair, looking ahead with a somewhat indifferent tone: "I don’t want to understand him either."
The man he once regarded as an honor had already turned into someone else.
Turned into a monster.
"I hope you can divorce Miss Ginger as soon as possible. I hope in a few days, you can give me a satisfactory answer." Charlotte lifted her head, glanced at the man’s cold profile, sighed gently with a slight sadness, but ultimately dared not linger, retreating out of the car.
Edward sat in place, looking at the street in front of him that had darkened.
The music in the compartment reached its end, and another started playing.
It was a soft, tender English song.
A liar swallows a thousand needles
A liar,
must swallow a thousand needles.
He closed his eyes, his entire mood cooled down, realizing for the first time how hard it was to deceive someone.
All his wisdom meant nothing when faced with emotions.
A single tear from Daisy Ginger was enough to make his reason collapse and retreat in defeat.
*
Daisy Ginger didn’t expect, instead of waiting for Edward to come to her, it was that young, beautiful woman who came to find her personally.
When the receptionist downstairs called, saying a woman named Chu requested to see her, Daisy was slightly taken aback.
She didn’t know the woman’s last name, but her intuition told her that the person downstairs wanting to see her was the woman Edward had taken away that day.
The meeting was in the reception room.
Daisy’s cold hadn’t gone away, her nose was a bit red, and her voice wasn’t as elegant as usual, but with makeup, she still looked very charismatic, with a good complexion.
She thought this woman, who looked like a "white moonlight," would come to provoke her, with sarcasm or pretentiousness. She was prepared to deal with it, but unexpectedly, the woman just sat in front of her, smiled slightly, and handed her a contract.
"This is a divorce agreement I asked a lawyer to draft," the woman’s voice was soft, as pleasant as she appeared, "Miss Ginger, please take a look. If there’s no problem, please sign it so I can pass it on to Edward."
The mention of Edward’s name from this woman’s mouth ignited Daisy’s anger to the peak.
Where did this woman come from, thinking she had the right to call Edward by such an intimate name in front of her?
The angrier Daisy got, the more pleasantly she smiled.
She leaned lazily against the chair back, took the divorce agreement from the table, and sat there, meticulously reading through the dozens of pages of the contract.
After about half an hour, she tossed the agreement into the trash can.
"Not bad writing," Daisy said indifferently, "it’s just that I have a bit of disagreement with the property division part."
Charlotte said gently, "Please, tell me."
"According to what’s written, if I divorce Edward, I won’t get any compensation, and even my youth compensation is included," Daisy tapped her finger lightly on the table, "My pre-marriage and post-marriage properties are all mine, and I don’t have a share in Edward’s properties before or after marriage, this doesn’t seem to align with marriage law, does it?"
"Young Master is the future heir of the Stephens family. With his current worth, it’s probably over a hundred billion. Dividing the property according to marriage law might not meet Miss Ginger’s wishes." Charlotte looked at her earnestly, "If Miss Ginger is concerned about youth compensation, I can shoulder it for Young Master. How much would you like?"
"..." Daisy frowned looking at her, surprisingly seeing a trace of earnestness in the woman’s eyes.
Where did this oddball come from?
"Who are you to him?" Daisy started to feel impatient, looking at Charlotte, vaguely sensing that life was slipping out of her control.
It was as if, inadvertently, she had merged onto a foreign track, faced with landscapes she couldn’t understand.
This loss of control felt similar to when Abigail Perry hired someone to kill Alice Lesser.
Both inexplicable and impossible to resist.
Very much detested.
"I was once Edward’s fiancée."
Daisy sneered coldly.
Another fiancée?
This Edward guy, just how many women has he been engaged to?
"I once stayed by his side for eight years."
The number "eight" finally caused Daisy’s pupils to constrict intensely.
...That means after Edward left Banyan City, the eight years he spent in the United States were with the woman in front of her.
So, is that why he didn’t want to tell her about this woman’s identity?
Daisy vaguely felt that wasn’t the reason, but couldn’t think of any other rationale.
"You..." Daisy’s throat felt dry, her slender fingers subconsciously curled slightly, then gripped tightly.
"Did you come to Banyan City just to take him back?" Daisy’s gaze turned icy, uncompromising on this matter, "Since you just said ’once,’ then there’s no engagement between you anymore."
"You’re right. Ever since Edward was diagnosed with a genetic disease, I broke off the engagement with him."
Ever since Edward was diagnosed with a genetic disease, I broke off the engagement with him.
She said it lightly, but listening to it, Daisy couldn’t quite fathom why, but she felt a sharp, underlying anger.
This woman, who was with Edward for eight years, just dumped him because of a genetic disease?
"So why are you looking for me now?" Daisy said coldly, "Judging by your tone, you don’t love him. Or is it that now his illness is cured, and you’re thinking about him again?"
"No," Charlotte lowered her head, "I came here hoping you could let go of Young Master. He’s spent too much thought and wasted too much time on you."
Let go of Edward?
She speaks as if Daisy had Edward tied up.
Daisy icily pointed out, "Edward and I are legally married. It’s natural he should spend thought and time on me. It’s not your place as a former fiancée to comment."
"That’s why I hope you can divorce," Charlotte said, "Once you divorce, Young Master can return to the United States. He’s remarkably intelligent; having him inherit the Stephens would be perfect."
Daisy laughed coldly, "Why, marrying me means he can’t inherit the company?"
Charlotte raised her head to look at her, then spoke softly, "Forgive my bluntness, Miss Ginger, although you are very outstanding, compared to standing beside Young Master, you fall short. With Young Master returning to the country, naturally, there are noble ladies to arrange a marriage with him. They are equally outstanding like him. Only then can the Stephens family flourish even more."