Hold On Mr.! Your Sweetheart is a Real Queen

Chapter 76: Chapter 76: Damn, So Fierce!

Daisy Ginger had a comfortable sleep.

When she woke up, it was just dawning.

The curtains were pulled open, and the morning breeze, carrying a hint of moisture, blew in. The sunrise was half-visible, casting an indistinct and hazy light.

She stretched lazily in the quilt, feeling the smooth fabric against her skin, and only then did she realize something was off.

She felt around and discovered she wasn’t wearing a stitch of clothing...

Her last memory was of herself furiously cursing Edward Stephens at the table.

Daisy abruptly sat up in bed, instinctively looking around.

The dim light and shadows were enough for her to see the hotel room clearly.

A five-star hotel, with decor that was commercial yet orderly. Not far away, a beige fabric sofa held a sleeping person.

The man, with long arms and legs, seemed quite crowded on the one-meter-long sofa. His limbs had nowhere to go, and most of his long legs were sticking out.

His blue-black striped suit had vanished, leaving him in just a simple white shirt. His face, caught in the light and shadow, had brows slightly furrowed, as if something was deeply bothering him.

Strip the wife naked and tuck her into bed, then sleep on the sofa—what kind of mentality is that, what kind of pervert?

Daisy leaned against the headboard, pondering Edward’s motives for such behavior, realizing she couldn’t fathom his thought processes at all.

She lifted the quilt, tiptoed out of bed, took a clean robe from the closet, wrapped it around herself, then walked barefoot over and squatted next to Edward’s sofa.

"Edward Stephens," she called his name, "wake up."

The man kept his eyes closed, still asleep, ignoring her.

"Edward Stephens, Edward Stephens, Edward Stephens."

She called out by his ear.

"..." The man pretending to be dead slowly opened his jet-black eyes, her face reflected in his deep gaze, a hint of menace beneath his eyes.

Daisy, wearing an oversized robe, clutched the lapels with her hands, revealing only an innocent fair face, her long hair cascading like seaweed, looking cute and petite.

She pouted and said to the man, "I’m hungry."

Edward calmly closed his eyes, "Jump off the roof, you won’t be hungry anymore."

Daisy: "..."

Why so harsh this early in the morning?

She leaned over and kissed him on the cheek, then said, "Could you get me some breakfast?"

The man kept his eyes closed, unmoved.

"...?" Daisy looked at him, slightly puzzled.

Didn’t this trick work well before? How come he’s immune now?

Daisy squatted in front of him, curiously asked, "Did you bring me back yesterday?"

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"If it wasn’t you, then who was it?"

The man, eyes still shut, replied indifferently, "I don’t know."

Daisy considered whether he was telling the truth and decided not to pursue it. Seeing that he really wasn’t planning to take care of her even while lying down, she puffed up her cheeks and climbed onto him.

The man, who had been ignoring the situation, finally opened his eyes. His gaze landed on Daisy, who was straddling his waist with an expectant look on her face, "Get off."

Damn it, so fierce!

Did he swallow a bomb?

Daisy said, "I’m hungry. I didn’t eat yesterday. Now I’m so hungry, I feel like vomiting..."

Before she finished her sentence, Edward had grabbed her by the neck and lifted her off his waist. The world spun, and she was tossed onto the sofa where he had been lying.

Sitting on the sofa, Daisy was a bit baffled, not understanding why Edward had such a big reaction.

"..." The man stood in front of her, frowning, his long fingers slowly buttoning his shirt, occasionally glancing at her, his eyes full of irritation and impatience.

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