EuropeNovelChapter 141: Chapter 140 "Is This Your Business?
Edward Stephens glanced back lightly, maintaining a calm and composed demeanor, and gave him a look.
"You've made Director Ginger very upset. She is your wife; don’t let her be too sad."
Edward Stephens’s expression remained gentle and indifferent, without saying a word.
"Don’t let her constantly drown her sorrows in alcohol. Her stomach isn’t good, and drinking too much puts a
heavy burden on her body." lan Linton’s voice was gentle, carrying a bit of amiable advice, without any
aggressiveness.
Edward Stephens took a cigarette out of his trousers, bit it on his lips, and lit the tip with a lighter.
With a calm demeanor, he asked quietly, "Is this something you should be concerned about?"
lan Linton was slightly taken aback, then nodded, feeling a bit embarrassed as he lowered his head, "I've known
Director Ginger for many years. Seeing her upset today, | couldn't help but say a few more words. | hope Mr.
Stephens won’t mind."
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His attitude was like a friend standing up for Daisy Ginger, with a perfect balance of tact and intention.
Edward Stephens looked at him indifferently, "I heard you just broke off your engagement with your fiancée
today. | didn’t realize you were in the mood to care about how someone else’s woman feels."
lan Linton pressed his lips lightly, and when he raised his head, he returned to his usual gentle and refined
manner, nodding slightly to Edward Stephens, "I just have a good relationship with Director Ginger, and | can’t
bear to see her upset and disappointed. If Mr. Stephens doesn’t like to hear it, then | won't say it anymore."
He nodded apologetically to Edward Stephens, then turned around and left.
Edward Stephens, with a cigarette in his mouth, stood there, watching lan Linton’s departing figure.
This man...
He pondered for a moment, unsure where his wariness and hostility towards lan Linton cfrom.
It was just a subconscious feeling that lan wasn’t as harmless as he appeared.
But being raised in a prominent family, having spretense and scheming is normal. Edward Stephens
stubbed out the cigarette, turned around, picked up the bags on the sofa, and went upstairs.
*
Going upstairs, Edward Stephens found Daisy Ginger lying sprawled out on her bed, asleep.
Just as lan Linton said, it seemed she went to the bar right after work, and now she lay there without even
removing her makeup.
He walked over, looked down at her, then reached out to pat her face, calling her name: "Daisy Ginger."
He called a few times, but got no response. Edward Stephens frowned slightly, glanced at her thin blouse and
fitted skirt, hesitated for a moment, but eventually rolled up his sleeves.
Daisy Ginger woke up to the morning of the next day.
The hangover feeling wasn’t great. She propped her forehead up with her hand, sitting up in bed, and glanced at
her inside-out pajamas, momentarily puzzled.
There was a gap in her memory; she had no idea how she ended up back here. Her last memory was drinking
with lan Linton at a music bar.
Thinking of that, she was slightly taken aback, instinctively looking outside, only to see Edward Stephens asleep
on the sofa.
Somehow, the current situation felt strangely familiar.
Daisy Ginger pursed her lips, lifted the covers, and got out of bed barefoot.
When she made a sound, Edward Stephens woke up. Daisy Ginger didn’t look at him, passed by him, and went
into the bathroom.
Soon, the sound of water falling from the shower was heard.
Edward Stephens had sat on the sofa all night without a good sleep, feeling a bit exhausted as he buried his face
in his hands, closing his eyes slightly.
Half an hour later, Daisy Ginger cout of the bathroom with wet hair, wearing a silk robe.
She looked refreshed, walked to the dressing table, took out a hairdryer, and began drying her hair.
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