His lips gently touched hers a few times. Daisy Ginger looked at him in shock until Edward Stephens slowly raised his head, his deep gaze falling on her face, and asked, "Does it hurt?"
Daisy's pupils constricted slightly for a moment. She was clearly a bit surprised. As Edward observed her expression, his gaze deepened, and his face lowered again...
...
When they parted, Daisy's clear eyes were already brimming with a mist of tears.
She breathed in shallow gasps, her blurred vision reflecting the man's profound eyes. All the chaotic thoughts in her mind were veiled by his presence, leaving her mind almost blank.
He knew.
Daisy thought with some fear.
Edward knew about her illness.
She wanted to fire Nicholas Woods... No, she wanted to sue Nicholas Woods, that bastard, for lacking professional ethics by revealing her illness...
A hint of vicious hatred flashed in her eyes. Edward watched her face and reached out to hold her fingers, asking quietly, "What are you thinking?"
