It'll Come Naturally

"Wow! You cooked all of these dishes?" Edward said excitedly while looking at the food in disbelief. Most of the dishes were his favorites.

"Yes, but I don't know if you'll like Them." Daisy said with a stammer. Though Edward assured her that nothing had happened, she was still a bit worried.

"Wow! Mom, my favorite coca-chicken. Love you!" Then Justin jumped into Daisy's arms and gave her a big kiss. The way he spoke was quite similar to Edward.

"I thought what you really love is coca-chicken, not me!" Daisy said jokingly. Justin seemed to be so preoccupied with his studies that she hardly saw him all day.

"No. I love Coca-chicken. But what I love most has always been you, mom." Justin hugged her flatteringly as if to prove what he said was true.

"Really? But I think you love coca-chicken more than me." Daisy quipped, joking about his flattery.

"LOL. Mom, are you jealous of coca-chicken? Cheeky!" Justin stroked Daisy's face with his small hands.

"Yes. Yes, I'm jealous. I am not as important as coca-chicken to Justin. I'm heartbroken." Daisy said playfully. She knew how silver-tongued and playful Justin could be. But she chose to ignore it because she liked the way he held her.

"Mom, you are the most important person to dad. Right, Dad?" Justin looked up at Edward who was smiling happily, his eyes shining slyly.

dumbfound. How was

both are indispensable for

topic. "Bon appetite. Let's eat. Or the food will get cold." Then she

out if your mother is a good cook or not." Edward's look was full of

food you will definitely ask for more." Justin could vouch for Daisy's cooking skills. He

Let me give it a try." Then he put a spoonful in his

it any good?" Daisy looked at Edward anxiously, desperate

the odd expressions to

good, right? Kevin also said the same thing." Justin said to Edward proudly. His

you two?" Edward asked wistfully. He was not the first man to taste the food she cooked. Was it Kevin? What did the man mean to her?

frequently, just sometimes. But uncle Kevin is also good at cooking. Mom and I have sampled his cooking."

You are not feeling well?" Seeing his gloomy face, Daisy asked with concern. Did

I'm alright." Edward had mixed feelings. 'Kevin, right? No matter how much you love Daisy, no matter how many good memories you two have, I don't care. From this day onward, I will make myself a large part of Daisy's life.

You are not unwell?" Then she turned to him and

hand from his forehead and put it into his hand