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Hold On Mr.! Your Sweetheart is a Real Queen

Chapter 109
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Chapter 109: Chapter 109: Sending Her Home

"If it were you, you'd definitely be a good father." Daisy Ginger chuckled, nodding gently at lan Linton, "Are you

here to bring food to Emily? She just fell asleep. Go ahead and take it; I'm heading hnow."

Their voices seemed to reach inside the hospital room. Abigail Perry popped her head out and, upon seeing lan,

broke into a delighted grin: "lan, you're here? It's really kind of you to bring food every day, even with your busy

work. | can handle this small task; you don’t have to cdaily."

lan responded gently, "Emily and | had a disagreement, and you've been taking care of her all day—I really feel

guilty about that. I've asked the chef to make snourishing soup for her. Please, go ahead and give it to

Emily."

Abigail stepped forward to take the insulated bottle from lan’s hands and, noticing he didn’t plan to visit Emily

inside, she asked curiously, "Aren't you coming in, lan?"

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"Emily just fell asleep, so | won't disturb her." lan gave a helpless smile to Abigail, "She's still mad at me, and |

don’t want to irritate her while she’s in the hospital. It’s up to you to deliver it to her."

Upon hearing lan’s words, Abigail sighed, "Ah, it's my fault too. | raised Emily to be too willful..."

lan simply smiled, nodded at Abigail, and said, "Thank you for your trouble."

Abigail nodded in response and took the bottle inside.

Daisy didn’t have much to say to Abigail either. After lan finished speaking, she nodded at him and said warmly,

"lan, I'll head back now."

"Hold on, Director Ginger," lan hurried over, "You didn’t drive here, did you? It's hard to get a cab here; let me

give you a ride."

Daisy laughed, "Isn't that too much trouble for you?"

"Not at all, I'm heading back too." lan pulled out his car keys, gave Daisy a smile, and said, "Con, it's on the

way."

Of course, the Linton hand Ginger Residence were not on the sroute.

But since lan volunteered to be the driver, Daisy had no reason to refuse.

During rush hour, it was hard to get a taxi near the hospital. Daisy didn’t decline; instead, she walked to the

elevator with lan, chatting and laughing.

Once they reached downstairs, lan asked again, "Care for a bite to eat first?"

Daisy shook her head, "No need, | had dinner before | came."

lan gently offered, "Then I'll take you hfirst."

Daisy felt it wasn’t right to sit in the back and let lan play chauffeur, so she sat in the passenger seat, placed her

bag on her lap, and said with a smile, "lan, you're really too kind."

lan turned his head slightly to look at her. His handsfeatures were gentle, and he had a shy smile, "It’s my

honor to serve you."

Daisy was amused by his earnest manner, "lan, you're exaggerating."

lan also smiled but said nothing more.

The journey hwas very lighthearted and enjoyable.

lan was witty and humorous, eloquent yet considerate, and showed her great respect in his words without even a

hint of offense.

In her work, Daisy had encountered many men who underestimated her age and gender. Her face, in her

position, wasn’t always an advantage; more often than not, it was a burden.

Of course, she didn’t really mind it. Being beautiful wasn’t her fault, and she enjoyed seeing the cowering and

apprehensive looks on the faces of those men who initially underestimated her when they met again in the

business world.