EuropeNovelChapter 140: Chapter 139: Touching her feels like blasphemy.
The unfamiliar touch made Daisy Ginger pause slightly. She glanced at him and quickly withdrew her hand.
lan Linton parked the car at Daisy Ginger’s door, then found the key to open the door in her bag.
He reached out, lifted her out of the car, and steadily opened the door to enter the house.
He turned on the light, glanced around at the furnishings in Daisy’s house. It was his first there, and there
was a hint of curiosity in his eyes.
After looking around for a bit, he voluntarily carried Daisy upstairs.
Daisy smelled the familiar scent of the room and calmed down, letting lan hold her and lay her on the bed.
lan went into her bathroom, wet a towel, and cout to wipe her face.
Daisy was already asleep on the bed, her breathing even, only her eyebrows were slightly furrowed. Her delicate
face looked vaguely pained.
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lan sat by the bed, lowered his head, and watched for a long time. In his brown pupils, there was a deep
infatuation hidden.
Finally, he slowly raised his hand and gently placed his palm on Daisy’s cheek. The warmth exchanged at their
fingertips, and lan felt a shiver of excitement run through every pore, an indescribable thrill.
—Touching her felt like blasphemy.
Forbidden yet exhilarating.
He took a deep breath, suppressing the electric current surging through his body, gazing at Daisy’s sleeping
face, and involuntarily lowered his head.
Breathing in, he smelled the faint rose fragrance tinged with the scent of cocktails on her body, decadent yet
pleasant. He gazed at her flushed lips, carefully lowering his head to touch...
The glass window suddenly lit up brightly. lan’s actions paused slightly. He raised his head to look at the window,
the glaring light making him squint, and he got up to walk to the window ledge.
A black Bentley Mulsanne was parked at Daisy's door, the headlights aimed directly at the window, lighting up
Daisy's bedroom.
lan looked calmly at the young man who emerged from the car, his Adam's apple bobbing as he squinted
slightly.
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Edward Stephens closed the car door, holding a bag, and walked over to press the doorbell.
"Ding-dong—"
He knew Daisy was home, after all, the light was on upstairs, but he didn’t know if she would open the door for
him.
He waited patiently for a while, and when no one answered, he pressed the doorbell again.
This time, someone did come.
Edward saw the well-dressed man who cout from inside, his narrow eyes squinting slightly.
"Mr. Stephens," lan Linton smiled at him, "are you here to see Director Ginger? She got drunk, and | just brought
her back."
He always maintained a respectful demeanor like a junior, even his tone was mild, and no one could find fault
with his attitude.
Daisy really liked his humility, feeling that this young man was sincere and polite, getting along very well with
him.
To be honest, Edward didn’t have much of an impression of him, other than knowing he was Emily Ginger’s
fiancé. But now, seeing him coming out of Daisy's room, he was indeed a bit surprised.
"Drunk?" Edward said slowly, "You brought her back? — You?"
lan gave a gentle smile, "Director Ginger got off work, had a bit of a drink with me, couldn’t hold her liquor very
well, and got a bit drunk."
Edward pursed his lips, said nothing more, and entered the house, placing the bag he was holding on the sofa.
As he did all this, lan didn’t leave. He stood at the door, in white shirt and black pants, elegant and courteous,
still smiling, warmly calling out, "Mr. Stephens."
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