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Hold On Mr.! Your Sweetheart is a Real Queen

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Chapter 125: Chapter 125: Love Me, I'm Worth It

"..." Edward Stephens looked up, but did not look at her again, nor did he say another word. His face darkened

slightly, and he stepped into the curtain of rain.

Daisy Ginger’s fingers curled slightly, having lost the courage to hold onto him—she felt she couldn't bear the

pain of her fingers being pried open one by one a second time.

The tall silhouette gradually disappeared in the direction Emily Ginger had left.

Daisy stood where she was, staring intensely, trembling as if she were cold, her nails about to dig into her palms,

drawing blood.

She lost to Emily Ginger.

Completely lost.

She took a heart, extracted it, reverently, held it out, offered it to him, almost begging, showing Edward

Stephens—she loved him so much, more than anyone else, more than Emily Ginger.

So, love me, I'm worth it.

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He saw it and then, just so lightly, crushed her love beneath his foot, discarding it.

Only she...

Only she alone found fulfillment in living alongside him day by day. All this time, it turned out to be just her one-

person show.

He was so perfunctory in accommodating her, yet she thought he was slowly beginning to fall in love with her.

Self-deceived romance, what a pathetic joke.

Under the dripping eaves, Daisy's whole body shook slightly, and then, shivering as though she were cold, she

slowly squatted down, trembling, burying her face in her knees, holding herself tightly.

Her chest felt frozen; she didn’t know how she could warm her heart.

She didn’t know what to do...

What should she do, to make Edward Stephens fall in love with her?

She had a thousand, ten thousand ways to torment those who bullied her, mocked her, and despised her, to

make them regret. But Edward Stephens, she couldn't bear to let him feel sad because of her.

She wanted to present him with all the most wonderful things in the world, hoping he would be the happiest

person in the world.

Just like he did when he once loved her.

But how, how could she continue to love with such unwavering determination, never flinching, relentlessly

forward?

How could she not fear the pain...

Daisy dazedly curled up on the ground, thinking to herself, the fingers Edward Stephens pried open hurt so

much, her head hurt so much, her heart hurt so much, it was agonizing.

Why did it have to hurt so much, she hated it to death.

*

The rain seemed to be falling harder.

Emily Ginger stumbled along the road.

If a light shone upon her, it would reveal her expression, almost frenzied, as if she were hiding from something.

She clutched her protruding belly, drenched by the rain, in the pitch-black night, alone, rushing around in a

panic, dodging those headlights like a dying animal.

She thought every car was lan Linton’s.

He couldn't find her.

Couldn't take her back.

But she didn’t know where to hide; her mother wouldn't help her, would only tell her to endure; she knew

Edward Stephens would save her, but Daisy would not allow her to get close.

She truly had nowhere else to go!

Emily Ginger broke down, crying, shedding tears while drenched in rain, wandering blindly and aimlessly on the

road like a headless fly.

Her spirit had been pushed to its limit, and now that string had completely snapped.

She crawled up the overpass, watching the rolling river below, crying while desperately thinking, she truly didn't

want to die.

But she truly had no way to live anymore.