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.

you going to see the Ouyangs tonight?" Edward asked cautiously, and observed her expression. This was the first time

have anything to do with her? No! So many years past, she

please don't mention them anymore. I have nothing to do with them." Daisy's face darkened all of a sudden. She didn't know why Edward had brought the issue up. She no longer belonged to

didn't get along with her family, but he hadn't expected her to

couldn't help but ask again, "At least can you tell

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 outside the window.

had gradually become a living hell. Nevertheless, she had chosen to stay, not because of the rest of her family, but because she could still recall the

with nothing, because of his one single sentence. She

she ever regretted this? Yes, she had. When she was sacrificing herself, but he didn't cared at all; when she was by their sick son's bedside, and he was dating other women; when she was missing

existed. She was grateful that, although she had been treated badly, to some people, she was the only biological daughter of the Ouyang

didn't 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 find a harbor where her heart could anchor, the heart that loved