Hold On Mr.! Your Sweetheart is a Real Queen

Chapter 83

Chapter 83: Chapter 83: "Have you had enough?!

"You two lovebirds should hurry home, and don’t argue anymore." Abigail Perry walked over enthusiastically, her

attitude towards lan Linton verging on flattery, and she smiled, "I've already talked to Emily, you should make

nice with her too. What problem between a married couple can’t be solved face to face, to the point you have to

take it home?" The last few words were implied for Emily Ginger to hear.

lan Linton walked over, gently took Emily Ginger’s hand, and pulled her into his embrace. Looking at her

somewhat pale and haggard face, he seemed a bit heartbroken. Tenderly, he raised his hand to caress Emily's

cheek: "Emily, it was my fault, chwith me, okay?"

Emily Ginger’s expression was listless until lan’s hand touched her face. She seemed a bit disgusted, and she

abruptly raised her hand to brush lan’s fingers away.

lan Linton’s actions paused, he looked at her face, then sighed lightly, looking somewhat troubled and helpless.

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Seeing the awkward atmosphere, Abigail hurried to smooth things over, "lan, you're all wet, do you want to

change into a different coat before you go? Emily, go upstairs and get lan’s black trench coat, quickly."

Finishing, she pulled Emily away without giving her a chance to refuse.

Daisy Ginger observed her expression, probably thinking Abigail was going to give Emily a talking-to.

Daisy had no interest in couple arguments. As she got up from the sofa planning to leave, lan Linton cover

and said to her, "Director Ginger, sorry you had to see this."

He had been caught in the rain, completely soaked, his hair dripping wet. This usually neat and refined young

man seemed a bit bedraggled at the moment.

Daisy handed him a tissue, smiling, "It's nothing, arguments are inevitable between two people together."

lan took the tissue, thanked her, and wiped the rain off his face.

He didn’t seem in a rush to leave, and with Emily and Abigail not coming down yet, he sat down and politely

asked Daisy several work-related questions.

Daisy had no ill feelings toward lan. Seeing him ask sincerely, she sat back on the sofa and chatted with him.

After ten minutes or so, Emily and Abigail finally cdown.

Emily walked out, head down, holding lan’s black trench coat tightly.

“Emily!”

lan called out to her, and seeing she didn’t stop, he apologized to Daisy and quickly got up to chase after her.

Daisy took a sip from her cup of coffee, now nearly cold, and glanced outside.

Outside, the drizzle fell gently. lan Linton’s black Maybach had its lights on quietly. He quickly caught up to Emily,

grabbed her hand. Though she seemed to try to break free, she ended up being forcefully pulled into the car by

lan.

"Have you had enough?!"

The man’s voice, low and with a hint of anger, faintly cfrom the car. Daisy withdrew her gaze at the right

moment, took another sip of her coffee, then leisurely headed upstairs with a magazine in hand.

Inside the car, Emily Ginger curled up in the passenger seat, burying her face in her knees, sobbing softly, her

voice restrained and frail.

lan Linton’s gaze shifted away from Daisy’s graceful figure through the hall. He lit a cigarette, looked at the rain-

drenched view outside the windshield, and said coolly to Emily, "If you keep this up, your mom will be

heartbroken."

Emily's body trembled slightly, she hugged her legs tightly, seemingly helpless, and her sobs grew louder.

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