It'll Come Naturally

Chapter 304 But Honey, You Are Crying (Part One)

Daisy rushed out of the front door of the army base driving a Humvee. Her serene face had no sign of placidity. She looked straight ahead, her eyes bright and spirited. Her hands kept turning the steering wheel, revealing her expert driving skill.

She might have cried over what had happened. But as a soldier, she couldn't show her weakness in front of people, so she tried her best to remain in control. Now that she was alone, her tears started rolling down like pearls.

Daisy rarely cried. She didn't shed a single tear when she was thrown out of Ouyang's house. She gritted her teeth when her life was on the line. Life was tough for a young mother raising a son by herself, but she kept doing that for all these years, without showing the faintest sign of weakness. From the moment she became a soldier she had sworn to herself that she would never disgrace the sacred uniform. Getting accused of accepting a bribe and being a homewrecker broke her today.

She felt that she had been thrown out again from the army base that she had treated as her home. Every time she started a life with great enthusiasm, it ended miserably. Why was it so difficult? NôvelDrama.Org owns © this.

Feeling totally confused, she brushed her tears coarsely. Jessica's prosecution letter would bring her many troubles, and there was no way she could fix this. No matter what the result would be, this investigation would be recorded in her archive. It would be a permanent stain on her military career. Every time she got moved or promoted, the file would be checked. Why on earth did Jessica hate her so much?

She closed her eyes momentarily and then opened them again. She turned the wheel swiftly and decisively, and the Humvee started moving towards the suburb, instead of the wide road leading to the city. The driving speed was slower now.

Leaves were fluttering down in the soft autumn breeze. The photo in the tombstone was still vivid after all these years. Daisy's sadness ebbed a little as she sat on the ground next to the grave. Her fingers

traced her mother's pretty face in the photo and she gradually calmed down.

"Mom, It's been a long time. Do you miss me? I guess not. But I miss you a lot." Daisy murmured in a soft voice. She looked invincible in her uniform. But at this moment the military uniform couldn't cover the fragility of her heart. She was shrouded in the gloomy emptiness of the cemetery and the shrill of strange insects, but her eyes were fixed on the smiling woman in the photo, she wasn't afraid at all.

"Why don't you answer me? Why don't you just tell me that you miss me too? You know what? You are the first person I think of when I am sad. I am really sad today, but you can't say anything to console me. That makes sense. After all you never loved me. Or else why would you leave me at such a young age?" Daisy answered her own questions, sniveling. She wanted nothing more than throwing herself into her mother's arms and drowning in her tender embrace like a little girl. But as always, what she got was the same dead silence.

"They say I'm cheap. Maybe it's true. I'm begging for your pity, but you just don't care. I'm tired, mom. Will it be easier if I just lie here quietly like you? No more exhaustion. No more dejection. I've led a completely different life without you by my side. I desperately chase the pleasure of fame and wealth. I've spent the best years of my life loving a man who didn't even know of my existence. When I was finally allowed to feel some happiness, fate fooled me again, pushing me into another dirty plot. What do I have to pay this time?"

She smiled at herself mockingly. The tears on her face made her look miserable. She sat alone in the cemetery, whispering in a low voice until she had nothing more to say. When she left the cemetery, there was no trace of tears on her face other than her red eyes. And she was again the spirited Colonel, the mean instructor in soldiers' eyes.

Daisy got back in the car and checked the time on her watch. Although she felt a little better now, she was still a little frustrated. Where should she go now? She leaned back lazily in the car seat and made

a decision without too much thought. 'Maybe this is stupid, but who cares? He loves me and that is enough.'

"Mr. Edward, here is the schedule for the company's anniversary celebration tomorrow. Please let me know if we need to make any adjustments." Anna laid a thick stack of papers on Edward's desk, then she stepped back and waited for his instructions.

"Um. This will do. No need to change anything," Edward said and put the file back on his desk. He frowned a little, feeling uneasy. He had a hunch that something bad was about to happen and he couldn't focus on his work.

"Okay. By the way, what about Mrs. Mu's dress? Should we get a tailored dress or choose something from the counters?" Anna asked before she was about to leave.

"I have it ready. Please don't tell her. I want to give her a surprise." Edward's face grew thoughtful as he said this and a playful smile curved his lips as if to say how remarkable his plan would be.

"OK, I got it. Mr. Edward." Anna gave a knowing smile and left his office silently. It seemed Mr. Edward was being mysterious again. That would be worth looking forward to.

Edward rubbed his aching forehead to ease the tiredness. He got up from his chair, paced to the window and looked at the clouds in the sky. One hand half-stuck in the pocket of his trousers, his lean body silhouetted against the light from the window. He looked extremely confident and his usual faint smile enhanced his charm.

Tomorrow night he would announce to the world that Daisy was his wife, the mother of his only son. He would claim his love for her and clear all his competitors out of the way. This would also be a good tip- off for the task he had assigned to Rain. After the declaration, people would think twice before rejecting her promotion.

A pair of lovely and tender hands wrapped around his waist silently from the back. Edward frowned at this unexpected hug and tried to break free, wondering who was bold enough to sneak up on him. But he stopped quickly as he recognized the extreme familiarity of Daisy's head pressed against his back.