Ricky Brooke opened the passenger door, replying irritably: "How much did you owe Dawn Sutherland in your previous life that you’re getting so hurt because of him now?"

Daisy Grant smiled bitterly, resignedly, and got into the car.

Ricky Brooke closed the car door for Daisy Grant, got in, and drove away.

After dinner, Daisy Grant discussed with Ricky Brooke the arrangements for the Grant Clan after her departure and returned to the Grant Family home at around ten at night.

The car lights from Ricky Brooke’s vehicle swept brightly ahead, and in the distance, a figure standing at the entrance of the Grant Family home made both people in the car stop in their tracks.

Ricky Brooke in the driver’s seat could clearly feel Dawn Sutherland’s cold, unfriendly gaze fixed on him.

"I’m getting out first." Daisy Grant felt an inexplicable sense of panic.

Why was her second brother waiting for her at the door? It felt as though a husband was waiting for his wife to return home.

Daisy Grant’s heartbeat quickened.

Ricky Brooke glanced at the cold-faced Dawn Sutherland standing there, a hint of amusement in his eyes. He turned, gently unbuckling Daisy Grant’s seatbelt and deliberately leaned closer to her.

"Thanks, cousin, I’m getting out now." Daisy Grant didn’t notice the mischievous glint in Ricky Brooke’s eyes, she smiled slightly at him and got out of the car.

At the entrance of the Grant Family home, Dawn Sutherland, who was waiting for Daisy Grant to come home, saw the man in the car lean closer to Daisy Grant, and from his angle, it looked like Ricky Brooke was ’kissing’ Daisy Grant. His fingers clenched tightly, and he restrained himself from going over to punch the man.

As Daisy Grant walked towards Dawn Sutherland, Ricky Brooke’s gaze, full of provocation, met Dawn Sutherland’s as he raised his eyebrows, exuding a carefree and unruly demeanor.

Seeing Daisy Grant walk to Dawn Sutherland’s side, Ricky Brooke stuck his head out the window and loudly called to Daisy Grant: "I’ll come to pick you up for dinner tomorrow! I’ll make your favorite dishes. Oh, and I heard flowers make people happy, so starting tomorrow, I’ll bring you a bouquet every day! Keeping you happy is good for the baby’s growth!"

Daisy Grant looked at Ricky Brooke in surprise, thinking he was worried about her being unhappy because she was leaving, so he was sending flowers to cheer her up. Daisy Grant nodded towards Ricky Brooke, her face full of gentle smiles.

Ricky Brooke threw a provocative gaze at Dawn Sutherland and drove off happily.

Daisy Grant turned back to look at Dawn Sutherland, only to see his unhappy face, "What’s wrong, second brother?"

Dawn Sutherland turned around, pulling Daisy Grant’s hand to walk home, "Nothing! I saw a rat, just don’t like it!"

Kissing his wife right in front of him, that man really had no shame! So audacious! Such courage!

Dawn Sutherland suppressed a burning rage, looking deeply at Daisy Grant’s belly.

If that man was the biological father of the child, how much chance did he stand against him?

No matter what! He didn’t want to give Daisy back to that man! Not at all! Refused!!

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Because Daisy Grant was kissed by another man in the car, Dawn Sutherland tossed and turned all night without sleep, restless, and ultimately went downstairs to have breakfast.

While Dawn Sutherland was having breakfast, the doorbell rang, and Donna opened the door, carrying a giant bouquet of red roses.

"Wow, such a lovely smell, who ordered a bouquet of red roses so early for Miss, 99 roses!!" Donna exclaimed with a lovestruck expression.

Dawn Sutherland, just having breakfast, looked at the bouquet of red roses and remembered the provoking look of the man from yesterday, his gaze turned cold, and he said in a chilling tone to Donna: "Throw it out, Daisy is pregnant now, if she’s allergic to pollen, it’ll be troublesome."