EuropeNovelChapter 143: Chapter 142 Apologies [Revised, please reread]
Edward Stephens’ hands were long and fair, firm and steady, as the cigarette butt rested in his palm, not moving
a bit, holding her jaw.
Her head was forced upwards, meeting the man’s eyes, deeper and darker than most, hiding anger and inquiry,
but lacking what she desired.
She felt Edward Stephens’ cool fingertips lightly touch the corner of her eye, Daisy Ginger stood there without
blinking, looking at him coldly.
Edward's hand wrapped around hers, holding her cigarette butt in his palm, his gaze fell, quietly observing
Daisy's face, then he sighed softly.
He said, "Don’t get too close to lan Linton, he’s no good."
"Emily's illness hasn't been diagnosed even now, they're living and eating together every day, lan can’t be
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"She's just a madwoman now, she can be quieter when I’m there, she seems to like you a lot too. If you don’t
wantto stay there, you can go be with her for me."
Daisy asked, "In what capacity are you speaking tonow?"
Edward looked at her quietly and said in a soft voice, "I'm sorry."
Daisy’s long eyelashes quivered slightly, her lips slowly tightened, looking at Edward silently.
His gaze dropped, leaving a quiet shadow, and in a low voice, he said to Daisy, "Givea bit more time. I'll take
on the responsibility of being a husband."
"I don’t need a husband who runs faster than her man when another woman is in trouble."
Edward was silent for a moment, then gently held Daisy’s hand, replying, "I'm sorry. It won't happen again."
His warm body temperature spread from his fingertips to his palm, Daisy's lips involuntarily trembled, an
indescribable feeling of grievance spread from deep within her heart.
She looked at Edward, the man with the profound eyebrows and deep eyes also looking at her, his gaze always
filled with deep affection, yet Daisy did not know, how much of her was truly in his heart.
This marriage, after all, was something she forced; no matter how Edward treated her, she couldn't complain.
"I don’t know how much longer | can wait for you." Daisy suddenly said, "Edward Stephens, | don’t know how
much longer | can wait for you."
Edward was slightly stunned, his deep gaze taking on a tinge of heaviness, and he asked, "What are you
saying?"
"I don’t know how much longer I can wait for you." She looked deeply at him, her eyes seeing through his face to
the distant past where he was a boy. She softly said, "Edward Stephens, | really don’t know how much longer |
can wait for you..."
You askedto wait for you, but | always feel, | can’t hold on for much longer.
Will you blme?
When you remember everything, will you blme for not keeping my promise, for not waiting for you to come
back?
"Edward Stephens, | didn’t want you to marry Emily Ginger because | was afraid one day you would regret it."
She looked at his face, her tone as tender as talking to the boy she loved most deeply, "But suddenly | felt,
maybe it would have been better if you two had been together from the beginning."
In that way, Emily Ginger might not have gone insane.
She might only need to suffer for a while, then find relief.
Like how now, trapped in the grave of this marriage, suffering madly because of his lovelessness, she wouldn't
exist.
She would let go of this man, would love another man, and no longer have to be heartbroken for him.
In this, the only one who might go insane is the Edward Stephens who regains his memory—
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