Infusion room.
Daisy Ginger sat on the chair, with an IV drip attached to one hand.
Edward Stephens sat beside her, playing on his phone with one hand.
Daisy slowly turned her head, her thick eyelashes blinking, and asked, "What does it an to have a wedding?"
Edward kept his eyes on the screen, without lifting his head: "It just ans having a wedding."
Daisy was not satisfied with this dismissive answer and reached out to snatch his phone away.
The man tilted his head, glanced at her, "Don’t be naughty."
Daisy slightly raised her chin, "Edward, say it a little clearer to ."
Edward propped his face, looked at her expression, and lazily smiled a bit.
He smiled so beautifully it was heart-stirring.
Daisy saw the glimr in his eyes, and for so reason, her heart slightly sped up.
It must be this fever, it’s lasted a bit too long, and hasn’t gotten better yet.
"What do you want to know clearly?" His tone was casual, as he t Daisy’s distinct black and white eyes, and smiled, "That I like you, or sothing else?"
Daisy stared at him, her gaze sowhat stubborn, but her voice sounded a bit hoarse: "Then Edward, do you like ?"
Edward laughed softly, he spoke warmly: "A little bit."
Daisy’s heart trembled, she couldn’t help but purse her lips, "How much is a little bit?"
"Maybe," the man lowered his eyes, gently clasped her tightly clenched hand, Daisy’s fingers were cool to the touch, slightly trembling at his touch. Edward held her hand, his tone was calm, "A little bit wanting to marry you."
Daisy’s puffed-up anger instantly dissipated, she felt like Edward’s words had sapped her strength, her whole body softened, and she bowed her head, burying her face in his chest.
She was feverish, breathing was hot, Edward raised his hand and wrapped her slender back.
Daisy muttered softly, her tone unclear: "...You... it’s okay."
"Hmm?"
"This is good."
She closed her eyes, exhaled softly, "This is good."
As long as he could love her again, she would be satisfied.
Even if this love could never reach the intensity of the past, she would be satisfied.
Her heart swelled, as if about to leap from her chest, Daisy simply didn’t know what to say.
She loved Edward, loved him so much it was suffocating, as long as she could be with him, she was willing to give anything.
...
Daisy lay in his arms, hugging him tightly for quite a while.
Only when the drip finished and the nurse ca over to help remove the needle, did she finally lift her little face from his embrace.
Edward lowered his head, seeing Daisy’s eyes bright and covered with a shimring layer of moisture, proud like a small fox with gleaming fur.
She asked triumphantly, "When did you start liking ?"
This unexpected reaction also startled Edward.
Daisy remained smug, standing up from the chair, lifted her delicate chin, and kicked him with her foot, "I’m asking you a question."
This woman...
Edward held his forehead, lowered his eyes and chuckled softly, sowhat hesitating whether to let her continue being smug, or to deflate her a bit.
"I don’t know either." He leaned against the chair back, showing a careless attitude, lazily raised his eyes to look at her, "Do you know when you started liking soone?"
Daisy was montarily surprised, realizing Edward’s words were quite reasonable.
When did she start liking Edward?
She didn’t know.
She only knew, when she lost him, she realized she loved him deeply.
"Let’s go." The man stood up from the bench, took her slightly cool hand, "Going ho."
...
Edward lazily held Daisy’s hand, walking towards the hospital exit.
He raised an umbrella, shielding them from the faint rain mist that began floating under the sky.
He looked down, lowering his eyes to see Daisy beside him, from his angle, he could see her flawless skin and long curled eyelashes.
Such a captivating beauty.
He could now calmly appreciate her beauty, from a man’s perspective.
He didn’t know when he started having feelings for her.
He only knew, it was the first ti he felt sorry for a woman.
Wanting to stay and take care of this lonely woman, even if it ant telling lies all his life.
Edward slowly turned his head, lowered his eyes to glance at the smile on Daisy’s face, interlocking his fingers with hers.
It’s you who first drew in, so deceiving you ans we’re even, right?
*
Although Daisy was quite happy about the wedding, she wasn’t in a rush.
For one, her weight.
She only weighed around eighty pounds now, a dozen pounds short of Edward’s requirent of a hundred pounds.
Even pig farming couldn’t fill in that much in a month.
Secondly, the company.
An ongoing lawsuit required manpower and resources, and also exposed a bunch of board mbers’ and employees’ personal corruption, nepotism, stuffing the company with their people.
Near the year’s end, she fired over a hundred people at once, causing panic throughout Ginger Group, with everyone fearing they might be next.
Oliver Rubio couldn’t watch, ca over and told her to proceed gradually, firing that many old employees at once spreads fear, making it hard to lead the team.
Daisy ignored him, firing people first, recruiting new hires afterwards, Ginger was a large corporation with annual revenue of over a hundred billion, even at year-end, it wasn’t hard to recruit excellent graduates and managent personnel.
Though the company stabilized internally, the board of directors were upset with her for firing the people they inserted, several of them argued with her, accused her of disrespect, and allied with other major shareholders to impeach her.
Daisy didn’t hold much stock, during the family estate division, Gabriel Ginger gave sixty-five percent to Abigail Perry, only granting her managent and operational rights, letting Abigail be at ease as a parasite living off the inheritance.
At year’s end, while other companies’ chairs were starting their long vacations, Daisy was driven to distraction by her company’s internal struggles.
Her weight didn’t go up, so there was no need for a wedding dress, sotis after showering, when Edward cast a glance at her scarcely fleshed waist, Daisy felt an inexplicable sense of sha...
These days, being skinny is wrong! Where’s the justice!
Daisy’s trouble with her company’s own people also reached Edward’s ears.
The man didn’t show much reaction, just casually asked if she needed his help.
No way Daisy would dare ask him for help, Ginger Group might be a storm in Banyan City, but internationally, it doesn’t rank among the top hundred, if the Stephens, a comrcial giant stepped in, her internal conflicts might be resolved, but what if her company got annexed?
Edward wasn’t surprised at her refusal, the company was Daisy’s, naturally she dictated it, only occasionally squeezed her waist, hinting she ought to fatten herself up.
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