The two sat quietly for a while, sorting through their emotions. Daisy Ginger then asked hoarsely and softly, "Did you give your brother's will to Charlotte Smith?"
Edward Stephens shook his head, "The lawyer will contact her tomorrow."
"When will the paternity test results come out?"
"At the fastest, in three days."
"..." Daisy Ginger took a deep breath, her throat felt like it was stuffed with cotton, dry, hoarse, unable to speak. She lowered her head, reached out to embrace the man's waist lightly on the sofa, and buried her face in his chest to listen to his heartbeat.
She didn't know what the result would be.
But even the mere possibility of a guess was enough to make her heart race wildly.
So, how did Edward Stephens feel now?
*
After dinner, the two took a bath and lay down together on the bed.
Perhaps because of Robert Stephens' will, neither had any sleepiness.
