The next morning, as a lingering effect of the fever, Daisy Ginger's voice was completely hoarse.
Lady Stephens got up early, having just finished her morning exercise. Seeing Daisy coming downstairs, she smiled and greeted her, "Good morning, Daisy."
Daisy opened her mouth but couldn't make a sound. Behind Lady Stephens, Edward Stephens, who had already finished breakfast, lazily glanced at her and let out a scornful snicker, expressing ridicule.
What a bastard.
Daisy puffed her cheeks, walked downstairs, and kicked Edward in an unladylike manner, chasing him into the living room.
"Lost your voice?" Lady Stephens came over, first checking her forehead with a hand, then gently said, "I'll have the chef prepare some pear with rock sugar for you to take along today. Did you take the medicine yesterday?"
"I did." It turned out Edward brought her the medicine last night at Lady Stephens' request. Daisy nodded and was led into the dining room by Lady Stephens.
