It'll Come Naturally

"Honey, c'mon, don't be so cruel, I'm your husband. How can you have the heart to do that to me?" asked Edward. He fastened Daisy's safety belt and then gently kissed her on her forehead. Then he buckled up himself, smiled at her, and slowly started the car.

Daisy blushed a little, and thought, 'Is it really necessary to say so many sweet words?' He did all kinds of thoughtful things for her as he joked. How could she not love such a tender man like him?

"I told you that Mark would drive me home. Why did you come?" The question was eventually raised, the one that Daisy had been dying to ask. She now evaded his playful tone on purpose.

"Didn't somebody say she missed me? I rushed here to let you see me. Aren't you moved?" While holding the steering wheel, Edward glanced sidelong at her, half playful, and half serious. He looked both charming and mischievous.

"Yes, I am. I'm so moved that I put myself in a perilous position, like a sheep falling straight into the tiger's mouth." Although Daisy was happy inside, she acted otherwise.

"Wait a second. Honey, didn't you say that you were a dog? How did you become a sheep all of a sudden?" Edward was much more eloquent, and it seemed he had a reply ready for everything she was throwing at him. Daisy was annoyed.

"Are you driving the damn car or correcting me?" Daisy cursed whenever she was pissed off. 'Why does this guy have to take everything so seriously? Can't he just humor me for once?' she thought.

and observed her expression.

with her? No! So many years past, she had accepted the fact that she was no longer a member of the family, although it still hurts to think about it.

She didn't know why Edward had brought the issue up. She no longer belonged to the family the minute she had been thrown out of

her reply. He had guessed that she didn't get along with her family, but he hadn't

ask again, "At least can you tell me why?" The issue had been puzzling him for a long time.

no? You'll be the first one to know, someday, when I'm ready," said Daisy. Her heart was heavy. White poplars flashed past them

had been the warmest place in the world for her when her mom was alive, but since she passed away, it had gradually become a living hell. Nevertheless, she

end, she had resolutely left the family, with nothing, because of his one single sentence. She gave up the dearest thing that she had cherished,

she was by their sick son's bedside, and he was dating other women; when she was

although she had been

love her back then. He even hated her, because he thought that she had been scheming against him. She indeed had married him for some purpose-to