novelraw Chapter 450: What do you like about James Shelton?
Chapter 450: What do you like about James Shelton?
Her mind was still in a haze, this familiarity brought her a sharp, fleeting heartache. She opened her mouth, instinctively calling out, "Edw..."
"You have a fever." The man interrupted her, his voice calm and measured, betraying no particular emotion.
Daisy Ginger snapped awake from his indifferent voice and the half-dream half-reality state.
It had been four years, and she had nothing to do with this man anymore.
"I..." She propped herself up, slowly sitting up, discovering that her bathrobe had been changed into a white women’s nightgown. Seeing no servants in the room, she wasn’t sure if she should ask who had changed her.
Edward Stephens turned around, opened the window slightly, letting the moist and fresh breeze blow in, then stood by the window and took a drag of his cigarette, saying softly, "You’ve been asleep for half an hour. I’ve already fed you some cold medicine. Erin is still downstairs, but to prevent you from infecting him, I think it’s best if you don’t see each other now."
Fever...
Daisy Ginger touched her forehead with the back of her hand.
She didn’t know when the fever had started; at the moment, it felt scalding to the touch.
Perhaps she had indeed been too busy lately, rushing over anxiously and getting caught in the rain, which resulted in the sudden high fever.
"Thank you. But I still think..." She lifted the quilt, wanting to get out of bed. Staying in Edward Stephens’s territory wasn’t ideal; afraid he would discover something about Erin, Daisy Ginger wanted to take Erin back immediately.
Edward Stephens: "Did you divorce me just to struggle like this?"
Daisy Ginger’s movements paused slightly, and she instinctively raised her head to look at the man by the window whose eyes were fixed intensely on her.
In the dim light and shadow, the man’s pale face was expressionless, yet those deep, dark eyes fell directly on her, giving her an indescribable pressure.
"I don’t feel it’s hard," Daisy Ginger said.
"Too busy to even make it back for your son’s birthday, and that’s not hard?"
"..." Daisy Ginger let out a low breath, not understanding why Edward Stephens was suddenly blaming her.
She did feel guilty toward Erin Ginger for being busy with work and unable to live with him daily over the years, and she had regrets. But since she chose to give birth to him, she had to be responsible for his life. If she did nothing but stay home with Erin, she would also be unfair to James Shelton.
He saved Erin’s life, and she promised him that within five years Royal Entertainment would go public. Three years had passed, two years remaining, and she could repay James’s life-saving grace and then live well with Erin.
"...I can’t only think about myself," Daisy Ginger explained in a low voice. "Since I’ve signed my own artists, I have to be responsible for them... I’ll thank you for Erin’s matters another day; I’ll take him home for now."
Edward Stephens stood by the window, looking at her, and asked, "What do you like about James?"
Daisy Ginger was slightly startled and turned her head, looking at the man’s calm and indifferent face. Mist lingered on his face, and his eyes were deep and unreadable.
"I..."
"He makes you work so hard." Edward Stephens extinguished his cigarette butt, walked over to her, looking down as he stood before her, lowering his gaze to her. "Is it that you crave abuse, the worse you’re treated, the more you’re attracted?"
Daisy Ginger’s heart skipped a beat from his words, a trace of hurt appeared on her face as she knitted her brows, looking at Edward Stephens without speaking.