Waking up, I was almost scared to death by the woman squatting beside my bed.
Daisy Ginger clutched her pounding heart and couldn't help but ask, "Auntie, why are you here?"
Lady Stephens had no idea how long she had been sitting there watching her. Seeing Daisy awake, with red-rimmed eyes, she grabbed Daisy's hand and choked out, "Daisy, why didn't you tell me you were sick? And malnourished. If I'd known, I would've sent someone to bring you food every day."
It seemed Lady Stephens had already gone through her medical files while she was asleep.
Daisy Ginger's fever had just subsided, leaving her body limp and sore, as if she'd been beaten up. She weakly waved her hand, "I'm fine. A few days on a nutrient drip will fix me up." Looking around, Daisy asked, "Where's Edward?"
"Why worry about that brat? He left early in the morning and wouldn't even come when I called him to join."
"So Auntie, you came here alone?" Daisy smiled, "I'm really okay, Auntie, don't worry too much."
