So it turns out, during this period, he only brought so few things over, it didn't even seem like he was living with her, more like he was on a business trip.
Apparently, he's been treating her place like a hotel.
She looked at it and felt a bit like laughing.
Love can blind the eyes, put a filter over everything, and thinking back now, Edward Stephens' treatment of her was actually no different from the beginning.
It was just that under her persistent pestering, he stopped speaking coldly.
Never gave her a kiss, never held her hand proactively, and never was overcome with emotion towards her.
How could one possibly hide love for someone?
Only she contented herself with his presence, rejoicing, thinking that his heart was gradually drawing near.
Clearly, he always hid his heart well, never giving an inch.
Daisy Ginger leaned back on the sofa, looked up at the ceiling, and let out a low, embarrassed laugh.
