Daisy Ginger was slightly taken aback, vaguely aware of something, and she asked, "Ian Linton, what exactly have you done?"
Just a simple kidnapping, why would he say such things?
Moreover, she had even decided not to press charges against him.
She intuitively felt that Ian Linton had done something else behind her back.
And whatever it was, it made it impossible for him to return to normal society.
Ian Linton just smiled gently and elegantly, not explaining her question. He wore gloves and took the lobster meat out to place it on her plate, watching her as she used a dinner knife to eat, while he didn't take a single bite.
Sometimes as Daisy looked up at him, she could feel Ian Linton's gaze resting on her body. His expression was a mixture of satisfaction and longing, purely joyful and happy, which left Daisy feeling complicated.
It was only after she finished eating that Ian Linton got up to clear the table.
