Edward Stephens was momentarily stunned. He looked up at her, his gaze instantly becoming complex.
After a moment, he finally lowered his head and smiled.
Daisy Ginger tilted her head, her gaze falling on the man's smiling face. Seeing his inexplicable smile, she raised an eyebrow.
Edward finished smiling but didn't speak further.
He held Daisy's hand and turned his head slightly, looking out the window.
The colorful neon lights fell on his sharply contoured face, his deep features cast in deep and shallow shadows, his visage obscured by the various dark emotions enshrouded in the mysterious interplay of light and shadow.
After sitting in the car for about ten minutes, they arrived at a private hospital.
They took the direct route straight into the VIP channel.
Upon hearing it was time for a medical check-up, Daisy was not too willing, but she was still taken inside under the nurse's reassurance to undergo a heap of miscellaneous tests.
