It'll Come Naturally

Chapter 192 The Anger of Colonel Ouyang

Edward looked at his wife with curious eyes, because he didn't know what her true character was truly like. Was she too kind, or maybe too rational, that she seldom lost her temper in every situation? Being kind was good, but sometimes it could also cause you trouble, because others would find you a softie, and begin to harass you.

"Okay! Mom, I understand, and I'm very sorry. Please forgive me," apologized Justin in a low voice. He instantly recognized his mother's angry face, and Justin hastened to say sorry; otherwise, push-ups would wait for him as his punishment.

"Justin, you're a boy, and should be more broad-minded. Don't hold grudges against others just because of a mere trifle, or otherwise, you're just as bad as those who have hurt you." Daisy began to moderate her tone, but it was still harsh enough to show Justin that he did something wrong.

"Okay, okay, cut it out! It's the first time that Mark has come to visit us, and I'm sure that he's not here for your criticism. Let's leave, so that Justin and he can have some fun." Justin glanced at Edward with sad eyes, a hint asking Edward to get him out of trouble, but Edward wasn't sure whether his words would work or not. Daisy seemed to be in a really bad mood.

She frowned, and stopped focusing on Justin. She then turned around and gave Mark a piercing stern look, because she was sure that Mark had told her son everything that had happened in the military base; otherwise, Justin wouldn't have known so many details.

Mark backed up a few steps, startled by the angry look Daisy projected on him. Whenever those angry eyes appeared, it meant that she was really mad at him, and that he would be severely punished during their drill training. 'Justin, you're killing me!' thought Mark to himself.

It wasn't the first time that Daisy had caught Mark red-handed. She squinted at him, and said, "Mark, I have no idea you could be such a gossip! You've been at my home for such a short time and have

already talked something about me behind my back. I wonder whose accompanying officer you are, mine, or Justin's?"

"Mommy! Please don't be mad at Mark. He didn't tell me anything, I begged him to," said Justin. He knew that he was near trouble himself, but he still wanted to defend Mark.

"Don't worry, because both of you will be duly punished. Now, listen to me! Attention! Mark, 100 push- ups for you, and Justin, 50. Now, go to the garden, and no dinner before you finish," ordered Daisy, with a stone-cold face. She had to punish them to make them know that what they had done was wrong.

Edward looked at Justin and Mark with his mouth opened as they ran towards the garden. 'Oh, God! I knew she is in a bad mood today, I just knew it. Even my words failed to work their charm on her. They even made things worse...' thought Edward.

"Well... I think that maybe you are too hard on them. After all, it is the first time that Mark visits us, and you just gave them a corporal punishment. Is that really okay?" spoke Edward carefully. He knew how his wife was when she was mad.

"You don't agree on how I deal with this gossip thing? Maybe I should have given you the corporal punishment first." It seemed weird that such a cutting remark could come out of Daisy's mouth. Actually, she had been fidgeting around all the time since she heard the name Ouyang. She was worried that something bad was going to happen, and then came the gossip thing, and her bad mood fueled up even more, and she naturally took it out on poor Justin and Mark.

Edward touched the tip of his nose, and realized that his wife was vicious when she was furious. He thought that he'd better get out of there fast. Going upstairs to take a shower seemed to be a good way to escape. Otherwise, he would become her next target.

"I'm pretty satisfied with my figure, and I don't think I need to work out. You guys go on without me. I'm going up to take a shower." Edward glanced at the two in the garden and then hurried upstairs. He wasn't interested in any working out, unless it was done on the bed.

'Oh! If Daisy knows what I'm thinking about, she'll punish me just as hard as she did on Justin and Mark. Pfew, it's a good thing that I run away so fast, ' thought Edward to himself.

Looking around the empty living room, Daisy cooled down and used her fingers to massage her throbbing temple. She then went upstairs following Edward, and then frowned again after entering the bedroom. There were dirty clothes strewn all across the floor; she sighed, because she had no other choice but to pick them up one by one. She forgot to tell her spoon-fed husband that the dirty laundry should always be put into the hamper, because it seemed that she should be the one to be blamed for the mess.

Edward was taking a cold shower, and was standing still under the running water with one of his palms against the wall. His mind was in turmoil, because so many things worried him: his company's business, Jessica's sudden pregnancy, and the weird actions of the Ouyang family. It seemed that he had been caught in a whirlpool of trouble.

Edward wiped away the water from his face and turned off the shower head. He then put on a white bathrobe, but when he stepped out of the bathroom, he was a little shocked because he ran into Daisy. He didn't expect that she would go up after him, because usually, during the daytime, she preferred to stay in the living room.

Daisy frowned when she saw that his wet hair was dripping water on the floor, but she didn't say anything about it, and instead walked into the bathroom, confusing him even more. Edward asked himself, 'Is she ignoring me on purpose to try to tell me that she's angry?'

"Come here and sit down." Daisy took a bath towel and pointed at a chair, beckoning him to sit down. Edward was then at a loss for what to do next... Têxt © NôvelDrama.Org.

Even though he didn't know what she was getting at, he did what he was told. He knew that Daisy was in a pretty bad mood, and thought that for the moment it would be better not to do anything against her wishes.

When the soft towel touched his skin, Edward finally learnt what his wife was trying to do all along. He was relieved when he felt her warm fingers running through his wet hair. Edward smiled, because he knew that Daisy really cared about him.

She slowly dried his shiny hair. Edward was sought by every woman in the world, because he was very handsome.

Daisy said, "Don't leave your dirty clothes on the floor from now on, okay? I'll be mad at you if that ever happens again." It was easy to dry his hair because he wore it short. Edward usually didn't bother to dry it, and instead walked around with it soaking wet, dripping water everywhere.