Knowing that she had said something wrong, Daisy laughed out awkwardly.
She came in shyly and saw Joseph sitting on the sofa with a long face, because he heard what she had said just now.
When Daisy called out Charles' name, he felt sick as if he had gotten into a flight.
His impression of Daisy plummeted.
If he was not in a hurry before, Joseph wouldn't have married her.
Unfortunately, the two of them got married.
Once in her life, Daisy had also thought that Joseph would treat her better after they got married. But to her surprise, everything just got worse as the time went by.
It was not hard to admit that she used to like Joseph.
However, it was meaningless to say these words now, wasn't it?
To hide her tears, Daisy smiled and lowered her head to sniff the roses in her arms. "It smells good."
"So you like flowers." They had been married for so long, yet Joseph didn't know this.
Daisy never said that she didn't like roses. It was just that Joseph didn't send her flowers.
"Yes, women like roses." There was a hint of disappointmen
are so beautiful. I don't want to leave you."
His casual words suffocated Daisy. "I'm getting old. There are so many women in the world who are more beautiful than me."
"It's charming. Daisy, you look quite feminine now." With a smile, he raised his goblet and clinked it with Daisy's.
"Thank you for your compliment."
Afraid of being called ruthless, he stressed, "I promise you that I'll let you go. Tomorrow we'll go to the Civil Affairs Bureau with our ID cards and marriage certificates. But you have to remember that you have given up all the property. It's your own request. It has nothing to do with me."
"I understand." In the past few years, Daisy was almost driven crazy by the loveless marriage. How could she have the mood to ask for money?
Seeing that Daisy really didn't want the money, Joseph felt a little uncomfortable. It seemed that he was not willing to let her go, so he looked at her mischievously and said, "We are in such a romantic room today; facing such a beautiful scenery. Should we do something on the night before we part ways?"