Hold On Mr.! Your Sweetheart is a Real Queen

Chapter 416: Just call it even.

As long as she considers him Edward Stephens, then he is Edward Stephens.

Lady Stephens seemed too ashamed to lift her head.

After a while, Daisy Ginger asked, "Do you not hate me?"

Lady Stephens raised her head and looked at her with a somewhat dazed expression.

"If it weren’t for me, he wouldn’t have died so young."

Lady Stephens moved her lips, shook her head, "It’s not your fault."

Daisy Ginger: "I thought you hated me and that’s why you refused to tell me all these years." But unexpectedly, he didn’t want to tell her.

In this world, perhaps apart from him, no one else could understand her more.

For so many years, without that glimmer of hope, she might truly have been unable to endure it alone.

"No, that’s not it," Lady Stephens said softly, "it has nothing to do with you, Daisy. Edward, he... was never meant to live long."

"What are you saying?" Daisy Ginger’s voice became hoarse, as if she heard something unbelievable, she looked up at Lady Stephens.

Lady Stephens’ eyes were red, as if struggling to speak, she said in a low voice, "Edward was diagnosed with a terminal illness from the moment he was born, one that he wouldn’t live past eighteen."

"..." Daisy Ginger’s eyes widened and stared blankly at Lady Stephens, "... What did you say?"

Lady Stephens let out a low breath, raised her hand to wipe her tears, and sat down on the sofa.

"From the moment Edward was born, he was found to have the Stephens family’s severe hereditary disease," Lady Stephens said bitterly with her head down, "You know this disease requires a suitable bone marrow; if none is found, one can only wait for death. It’s a disease inherited in the Stephens family for several generations. Edward didn’t have the good fortune of Edward Stephens; he never found a suitable bone marrow match until he died."

Daisy Ginger stood by the window, listening to Lady Stephens’ words, she was dazed for a long time.

In her memory, the pale face of the young boy gradually became clearer.

His complexion seemed forever unable to tan, with a faint paleness; he couldn’t engage in intense physical activity, and often fell ill when he was a child...

She always thought he was just physically weaker than others, but only just that...

Lady Stephens’ words made Daisy Ginger gradually piece together the almost forgotten memories of the past.

"From the moment Edward was born, the Stephens family didn’t plan to keep him. I couldn’t bear it, secretly took him to Banyan City for foster care. The elders were aware of this, but not the younger generation," Lady Stephens sighed and shook her head, "When Edward saved you, he was only seventeen. When you were kidnapped, he actually only had a few months to live, constantly receiving treatment in the hospital. He ran out from the hospital to save you, which I didn’t expect he would really find you. But I’m glad he was able to save you."

Lady Stephens looked at her, her eyes red, and said, "Auntie never hated you. Auntie just felt sorry for you."

After all, Daisy Ginger was the most innocent, drawn into the Stephens family and forced to leave in such an embarrassing situation.

Daisy Ginger remained silent, still processing what Lady Stephens had just said.

She found that she had begun to let go of the past.

It wasn’t as dramatic as she imagined, not heartbroken, furious, or anything, just tranquility.

She finally started learning not to be caught up in the past but rather tried to see those who are here now.

Edward Stephens pulled her ashore from eight years of the past.

The cost, however, was painfully heavy for both of them.

Daisy Ginger shook her head and softly said, "It’s okay, Auntie. Let’s just call it even."