Hold On Mr.! Your Sweetheart is a Real Queen-Chapter 630: Arsonist of the Heart

Ethan seemed to smile at her words, and he said nothing more, just sat on the blanket, quietly enjoying this rare night of reunion with her.

*

The seaside villa was rented for half a month, and Ethan and the others stayed to accompany her on this vacation.

For fear of being discovered by Robert Stephens, Daisy Ginger had been wandering with Erin Ginger for years, never settling in one place, drifting between islands, and their skin had darkened considerably.

"This little ginger, Erin, actually has such a way with girls."

In the intense midday sun, young Erin Ginger was already out with his drawing board on his back.

On this private island, all the villas are detached. When Erin set up his drawing board under a big parasol and started mixing colors, a group of little girls brought out by their parents for some sun and breeze had gathered around him.

Zoe Hilker, just awake from a hangover, took a sip of the sobering tea handed to her by Daisy, and stood at the doorway watching not far from the beach, where the little girls densely surrounded Erin.

Daisy seemed to smile, "Just like his dad, surrounded by admirers."

At these words, Zoe couldn’t help but secretly glance at Daisy’s expression and found that when Daisy talked about Erin’s father, she was very calm.

This world is strange. Clearly, the two people were so in love, went through so much, tossed back and forth, and finally decided to be together, but in the end, it still concluded with separation.

Zoe still couldn’t figure out the marriages of Daisy and the two brothers of the Stephens family — for what reason?

Didn’t Daisy deserve happiness?

Looking at her now, with her sharpness smoothed out, her expression gentle, Zoe couldn’t help but feel sad inside.

That was Daisy, once the woman every man in Banyan City coveted but dared not confess to, and Edward Stephens, the complete fool, ignored such a beautiful wife to marry some Coco Milk Tea girl.

The very thought was infuriating.

In the end, Erin chose the cutest and prettiest of the little girls from the group and gave her the painting.

The little girl in the beautiful princess dress was so excited her face flushed, and she stood on tiptoe to plant a big kiss on Erin’s face, full of joy as her parents took her away under the envious gazes of the other girls.

"...Oh my," Zoe exclaimed slightly, having watched the entire scene.

Daisy chuckled, "He’s always been this popular."

"A heartthrob in the making."

Zoe clicked her tongue lightly.

One has to wonder, with Daisy raising him like this, how many young boys and girls would have Erin as their first crush in the future.

*

Half a month passed in the blink of an eye.

Early in the morning, the private helicopter was already parked on the helipad.

Having finished breakfast with Zoe and the others, fearing the driver would get impatient, Daisy didn’t keep them for more chatting and saw them out.

Erin followed beside Daisy, and although he didn’t say much, Daisy could sense his mood was slightly down.

Even though he was already eight, he was growing slowly, still in the very small, childlike phase, with a delicate and thin frame that evoked a sense of pity.

Over the years, Daisy had taken him here and there, without a permanent home, never staying anywhere for long, or engaging closely with anyone, always passing quickly by, like a fleeting moment.

The people Erin was familiar with might only be Ethan and Zoe.

But they couldn’t come to see him often, as meeting her too frequently might expose her whereabouts.

So, they could only see each other once a year, staying for ten days or half a month before leaving.