StartNovelChapter 132: Chapter 132: A Dream of Yellow Millet
At this moment, Daisy Ginger felt a sense of desolation, akin to lan Linton, "fellow sufferers driven apart in the
vast world."
Edward Stephens doesn’t love her, just as Emily Ginger doesn’t love him.
——A bit humiliating, and a bit helpless.
Daisy Ginger lifted her head and smiled faintly at lan Linton, "I'm on leave today, cto check on Emily. How is
she now?"
"Mr. Stephens has been taking care of her these days..." At this point, a trace of embarrassment appeared on lan
Linton’s refined and handsface. Even though his character is gentle and non-aggressive, it’s hard to speak
of these things when his fiancée won't let him approach, but allows another man to care for her, "Her mental
state has stabilized a lot. Nurses and doctors can also go in for a short while, but she still needs sedative
injections."
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"But you're still not allowed inside?"
"...Yes." lan Linton sounded a bit at a loss, "She doesn’t allowand my mother to get close, | can only bring
food from hand let Mr. Stephens take it in."
"Have they found out the reason?"
lan Linton looked at her and shook his head helplessly, "I don’t know... that night she suddenly ran out, | was still
at the office, if I'd returned hearlier that day." He took a deep breath at this point, and a regretful expression
appeared on his face, his tone somewhat pained, "Doctors also couldn't find any conditions, just said that
pregnancy hormones might have caused neurodegeneration, but the specifics, they haven't figured out yet."
Listening to this, Daisy Ginger was slightly tongue-tied—according to lan Linton, when Emily showed up at her
doorstep all drenched that day, she was already out of her mind?
She recalled Emily's desperate, helpless gaze and breakdown expression, again feeling it didn’t seem like it...
Yet her illogical sequence of words at the tdid have a touch of madness.
Thinking it over and over, Daisy Ginger still couldn't figure it out, so she simply stopped trying—the doctors
haven't figured it out, how could she, an outsider, make sense of it.
lan Linton walked over and handed him the thermos bottle, saying softly, "Mr. Stephens, I'm bothering you."
Edward Stephens looked at him and didn’t say anything more, just reached out to take it.
His expression remained composed, seemingly indifferent to the complex relationships between the two men
and two women on site and inside. lan Linton, on the other hand, already felt so awkward that he had nothing to
say, and after handing off the thermos bottle, he moved to the side, lit a cigarette, and turned his back on them,
starting to smoke sullenly.
Edward Stephens turned and entered the ward.
Daisy Ginger smelled the faint smoke scent lingering in the hallway and walked over, sympathetically saying,
"lan, maybe you should go back first."
lan Linton turned his head slightly to look at her. He didn’t know how many days he’d gone without sleep, his
eyes bloodshot, the calm he maintained before Edward Stephens seeming to crack slightly now, he shook his
head at Daisy Ginger and sighed lightly, "Director Ginger, do I look awful right now?"
Daisy Ginger raised her hand and patted his shoulder.
"Emily doesn’t love me." lan Linton took a drag on his cigarette, his tone somewhat bitter and resigned,
"Perhaps, everything good | did for her was wrong."
Perhaps everything good I did for her was wrong.
Daisy Ginger was slightly stunned, her heart momentarily heavy, as lan Linton’s words seemed to also clarify her
relationship with Edward Stephens.
"I thought if | treated her well, she would fall in love with me." lan Linton’s voice drifted softly over, "She
eventually agreed to marry me. Looking back now, it feels like those days of happiness were just a fleeting
dream."
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Hahaha, have to say, lan Linton is really amazing...
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