"Daisy, Daisy Ginger," her voice was thick with nasality, making her seem innocent and fragile, "Please don't force Edward to marry you, okay? He doesn't like you, you won't be happy together."
"Ah," Daisy Ginger chuckled lightly, her tone filled with interest and indifference, "Your issues, don't drag me into them. How about you settle on your breakup fee first?"
Emily Ginger had just stopped crying, and was almost moved to tears again by Daisy Ginger's remark.
How, how can there be a woman as terrible as Daisy Ginger...
Edward Stephens looked at Daisy Ginger's amused expression, his brows lowered slightly, and he said to Emily Ginger, "I've already decided about the breakup, you don't need to beg her. I have something to say to her, you should leave first."
Emily Ginger sobbed, wiping away tears, stubbornly shook her head, reaching out to grab Edward's hand: "Edward, no, I don't want to leave, I want to stay with you, we..."
