Hold On Mr.! Your Sweetheart is a Real Queen

Chapter 227

Chapter 227: Chapter 227: Five Slaps

"It was because you refused Emily’s cry for help that she ended up like this..."

"That night, it was true that | didn’t think it through, but ultimately, wasn’t it speople's vanity that pushed

their own daughter into the wolves’ den? Otherwise, why did she have to run through the rain to find Edward

Stephens at my downtown villa when you were clearly at home? Wasn't it because her own mother was

untrustworthy that she had to travel all that way and brave the rain to seek help from someone else? Auntie

Perry, if you can’t face it yourself, that’s one thing, but shifting the blonto others doesn’t mean you can

pretend nothing happened and feel at ease, does it?"

The hall was silent, and no one made a sound.

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Abigail Perry seemed frozen, her gaze fixed. It took her a long while before she slowly shook her head and

whispered one word, "No..."

She suddenly charged forward and lunged at Daisy Ginger. Daisy was caught off guard and was nearly hit, but

Edward Stephens reached out and pulled Daisy behind him. Abigail failed to grab Daisy but managed to snatch

the teddy bear from Daisy's arms.

"..." Daisy stood behind Edward, staring at the teddy bear in Abigail's hand, her face changing slightly.

Abigail's face turned pale. She looked at Edward, who was protecting Daisy, and then at Daisy behind him.

Grinding her teeth, she said, "You are all in this together! You are all in this together! Emily didn’t have to go

crazy, but it was you," she pointed at Daisy's nose and cursed, "it was you who drove her to jump into the river

and commit suicide, killing the two children in her womb! It was you! You hate me, don’t you, Daisy? You hate me

so much that you want to compete with Emily for everything... Wrong has a cause, debt has a master! If you

hate me, cat me, why harm Emily? She was so innocent, what did she do wrong?"

Daisy's face looked very unpleasant, unwilling to argue with Abigail any further, she stretched out her hand

coldly and said, "Giveback my stuff!"

Abigail clutched the plush toy and looked down at it, then sneered at Daisy, "Now you know how to feel pain?

You ruined the most precious thing to me, what does this little thing count for?"

As if it wasn’t enough, she violently picked up the bear and, right in front of Daisy, tore it forcefully along the

patched seam, going crazy, ripping the bear into two halves! She probably wasn’t really aiming at the teddy

bear, but seeing how much Daisy treasured it, she just wanted to destroy it in front of her, to make her suffer.

Edward Stephens raised his eyebrows slightly and glanced at the torn teddy bear without much reaction, but

Daisy from behind him rushed forward again. This time, she directly grabbed Abigail by the neck, kicked her to

the ground, pinned her down, and slapped her face four or five times viciously!

"Slap, slap, slap, slap!"

The crisp sound of the slaps made everyone who heard it feel their face hurt.

Daisy didn’t like to get physical with people; she found it degrading and ugly. Even when Abigail fought her, she

didn’t hit back at first.

Though she loathed this woman, she still sympathized with the pressure of being a widowed mother with a mad

daughter, but in her view, it was all self-inflicted.

Abigail was completely stunned by the beating, and when she cto, her throat felt choked.

Daisy clutched her neck, her striking face expressionless, only her eyes, cold and devoid of warmth. Even when

she held her neck, there was no particular emotional reaction, but this cold indifference was especially terrifying.