Sweet Twins novel Chapter 517

Daisy didn't expect that Charles would leave Joseph by the gate.

After Daisy went back to her bedroom and turned off the lights, she didn't go to sleep right away.

Instead, she stood behind the curtain and looked at the gate of the yard.

To her surprise, Charles and Jay really drove away, leaving Joseph who was sitting at the gate alone.

It made Daisy feel a little sorry for Joseph, but then she thought that he would soon leave if she wouldn't go out.

After all, it was cold outside. His body couldn't stand it.

Hours had passed but Joseph remained sitting in front of the gate.

This man caused her miscarriage, and he was not good to her. No, to be more specific, he was terrible. In the past few years, she was like a widow living in hell...

All he had given to her was pain. Why should she forgive him?

It had nothing to do with her whether he was alive or dead.

With this thought, Daisy went back to bed. If she really wanted start anew, then she didn't need to care about what Joseph would do.

Daisy closed her eyes, only to find that she couldn't fall asleep at all.

Her mind was a mess. She couldn't figure out anything, and she was not sleepy at all.

Sighing out of frustration, Daisy got out of the bed and came near the window again. Her eyes widened in shock when she saw Joseph lying on the ground.

Without thinking too much, she ran out in her slippers.

Yes, even if Joseph didn't treat her right, she couldn't let him freeze to death at her door.

If Joseph was frozen to death, she would be the first suspect.

She didn't want to make trouble for herself.

As soon as she opened the gate, she kicked Joseph. "Joseph, if you want to sleep, go somewhere else. Don't stay at my gate."

There was no response from Joseph.

"Hey, what are you doing? Didn't you hear me?" When Joseph still didn't answer, Daisy bent down and reached out to feel Joseph's breath.

"You can still breathe. Why don't you speak?" Daisy asked angrily.

Joseph's tongue was almost frozen. He could hear Daisy's voice, but he could not even say a word.

Instinctively, Daisy touched Joseph's forehead, only to find out that he was burning with fever. "It's so hot!"

At this rate, Daisy really couldn't ignore him anymore.

"Joseph, where is your phone?" Still no answer. So Daisy checked his pocket for his phone.

Fortunately, his phone was powered on. Daisy was stunned when she couldn't find anyone else's phone number in Joseph's contacts, except hers.

What did Joseph mean?

Left without a choice, Daisy decided to take Joseph in first.

It took her a lot of effort to help Joseph up from the ground.

She was almost breathless when they reached the living room, so she threw him on the sofa with a grimace. Fortunately, there was a medicine kit in the house. Daisy found anti-inflammatory drugs and antipyretics.

Looking at Joseph's pale face, Daisy thought for a moment that it was better for him to die like this.

But she was a kind woman after all. She couldn't bear to see Joseph suffer, so she poured him water and let him take some medicine.

To lower down his temperature, Daisy soaked a towel with cold water and put it on his forehead.

She kept changing water...

After a while, Joseph's fever was brought down.

However, his breathing was still heavy. Was this man stupid? Why did he sit at the gate in such a cold day?

When she was his wife, he had never loved her.

Now that they had divorced, why did he come to her again?

Was it because he was cheated by Anna and Derrick? Or was it because everyone in the world knew how he had been cuckolded by his father? Couldn't Joseph stand it anymore that he thought of her again?

With these thoughts in her mind, Daisy raised her hand to touch Joseph's forehead. But Joseph suddenly grabbed her hand without opening his eyes.

"Don't go, Daisy!"

Stunned by his action, Daisy gently said, "I'm not leaving. I'm here."

Even so, Joseph still held her hand firmly, as if he was afraid that she would leave.

Daisy had to sit beside Joseph.

"Joseph, are you feeling better?" Daisy asked.

There was still no response coming from Joseph. Instead, he leaned against the sofa with a pained expression.

A touch of pity emerged in Daisy's mind. "Joseph, go to sleep in the bedroom."

"Just stay here..." His voice was vague and trembling.

So Daisy had no choice but to turn the room temperature up a little in case she caught a cold, too.

The next morning when she woke up, the first thing she saw was Joseph's face. He was sleeping soundly like a baby.

For a moment, Daisy stared at him. If he was asleep, Joseph looked so innocent.

Shaking her head, Daisy stood up and went to the kitchen. She cooked beef noodles with coriander, eggs and tomatoes for breakfast.

After placing them on the table, Daisy went to the living room to wake up Joseph so they could eat together. There she saw Joseph who had already washed up and sat on the sofa like a child.

He looked like a fool. Did his high fever made him delirious?

Slowly, Daisy walked towards him. "Joseph, do you want to have breakfast?"

"Yes. I'm a little hungry." Although Joseph sounded listless, he couldn't deny the happiness he was feeling inside.

Last night, he knew that he was so drunk that he talked nonsense to Charles, but he didn't expect that he would really bring him to Daisy's house.

Joseph had thought that he would never see Daisy again in his life, let alone hope that she would open the door for him and take care of him for the whole night.

For the first time in his life, Joseph felt genuinely touched. At the same time, he felt guiltier for what he had done in the past.

"Then let's have breakfast." Her voice sounded a bit hostile.

What happened in the past could never be forgotten.

After all, it was so painful.

"Okay, thank you." Then Joseph stood up to follow her in the dining room.

Hearing these words made Daisy pause for a moment. She had cooked for Joseph for so many times during their marriage, but Joseph had never eaten, not even once.

Nor did he even bother to take a look at the meal she cooked.

Back then, he just treated her as she didn't exist, and everything she had was put to waste.

She was an eyesore to him in the past, but now, how could he suddenly treat her well?

In her mind, Daisy laughed at herself as tears formed in the corners of her eyes.

"You're welcome. Just eat and leave. I have to go to work." Right now, Daisy had to act indifferent. Joseph couldn't assume that he had the power to get her back anytime he wanted.

With a sigh, Joseph said, "I have no place to go."

"Don't you have a home?" asked Daisy.

After a short pause, Joseph spoke in a low voice, "If you are not there, I have no home."

"We have divorced. Joseph, do you still remember that?" A bitter smile appeared on Daisy's face as she mentioned it.

"Yes, I do. But why did I divorce you? If I don't have you, I will have no home. What's going to happen to me now?" Unexpectedly, Joseph began to sob behind Daisy.

"Joseph, what the hell do you want to do? I'm not good. You don't love me. Why the hell are you here now? I don't want your money or your house. Why are you still pestering me?" Feeling helpless, Daisy couldn't help but raise her voice at him.

"But when you left, I've realized that I love you. What should I do? Daisy, I really love you." With tears in his eyes, Joseph hugged Daisy from behind.