After dinner, Daisy Ginger accompanied Lady Stephens for a walk in the small garden, then took an orange from the fridge and brought it into Edward Stephens' bedroom.
The man had already bathed, was wearing a black bathrobe, and was leaning against the headboard playing on his computer. When he saw her enter, he didn't even lift his head.
"Edward."
She called out to him and sat beside him.
"I'm going to sleep with you tonight."
The man didn't move his gaze, speaking in a calm tone: "As you wish."
"By the way," Daisy Ginger, dangling her feet, eating the orange, said, "Auntie just asked me when we plan to have a child."
"..." This time, Edward Stephens finally looked up at her. He furrowed his brows slightly and said to Daisy Ginger, "My mom enjoys saying nonsense, don't mind her."
Daisy Ginger bit a segment of the orange, lay back in the man's arms, pressing down his laptop, "When Ian Linton has two kids in three years, won't you be jealous?"
