Daisy Ginger stared at the medication in his hand, her tightly pressed lips paling slightly.
Unsure if it was because she hadn’t taken her medicine on time, she began to feel that familiar pain spreading through her chest area.
She stepped forward and said to Edward Stephens, "Edward, give me the medicine first. I’ll talk to you after I take it..."
Edward looked at her coldly, his gaze harboring hidden anger and harshness. "Three times this week, you took an afternoon leave. Besides the weekends when you were with me at home, where did you run off to those other days?"
Daisy’s brow furrowed slightly, cold sweat sliding down her forehead. Her eyes fixed on the medication in Edward’s hand, and she felt the muscles in her throat growing tense, making it difficult for her to speak.
"Edward... give me the medicine," she stepped forward, trying to snatch the medicine from the man’s palm. But he stepped back, dodging her hand. Daisy’s voice began to tremble, "Just give me the medicine first!"
Edward asked, "What’s wrong with you?"
Daisy shuddered all over, raising her head to look at him.
"You’ve been to the hospital three times this week, treating pain pills like candy." The man’s eyes narrowed slightly, coldness seeping through his gaze. He reached out, grabbing Daisy’s frail shoulder, his voice containing traces of anger, "—What’s wrong with you? Or is there something wrong with your head?!"
Like she had been electrocuted, Daisy suddenly raised her hand and pushed him away.
She didn’t manage to push Edward away, but she freed herself from his grip, stumbling back and falling to the ground.
Edward’s eyes flickered, instinctively reaching out to pull her up. Daisy screamed sharply, "Don’t touch me!"
Edward’s actions paused, frowning as he looked at Daisy.
Daisy quickly retreated, her face even paler than paper, cold sweat soaking through her thin home clothes, her hair wet with sweat.
—It was a scene of unbearable pain, with sweat pouring from her entire body.
"..." Edward looked at her face, stepped forward, only to be stopped again by Daisy’s shout.
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Edward pressed his lips together, staring at Daisy’s pale, patient face. He watched as Daisy stumbled her way up from the floor, leaning against the wall, looking at him, eyes pleading through her pain: "Edward... can you please give me the medicine first?"
She had brought herself to this condition.
Edward tried to control his anger.
Brought herself to this state.
And never mentioned anything about her problems to him.
This entire month, while taking pain medication, she was smiling and joking with him?
"Daisy," his voice carried anger, "I spent so much money, paid so many costs to save you, not for you to ruin yourself ."
"Take the medicine and explain everything to me."
"Stop brushing me off."
He tossed the plastic medication bottle at Daisy’s feet.
Daisy glanced at him, then bit her lip and bent down to pick up the bottle, retreating into the bathroom.
Soon, the sound of water running from the faucet echoed from the bathroom.
Edward leaned against the wall, listening to the sound of the water from the bathroom, slowly letting out a breath.
He asked, "...What illness is this?"
Daisy didn’t answer him.
Edward lit a cigarette, taking a puff with a furrowed brow. Ever since discovering that Daisy was secretly visiting the doctor, his mood had been foul.