It'll Come Naturally

Chapter 399 A Beauty’s Tears Of Blood (Part Two)

"Okay. Look carefully. If you see something you like, just bid for it. Don't save money for me. We can afford anything here." Edward touched her hair tenderly and planted a gentle kiss on her forehead. He was prepared to answer her questions about Jessica. But he didn't expect her to drop the subject so soon. He sighed in relief. He feared that he might say something wrong and upset her, leading to a fight that would put a strain on their relationship.

"But I can't afford them. I won't waste my hard-earned money on such useless things." She didn't want to carelessly spend Edward's money either, he also earned his money through hard work. It just wasn't her character.

"My sweet miser, you don't have to spend your money. Just use mine. Besides, doesn't everything I own belong to you?" Edward laughed and pinched her nose. If the public knew that the wife of FX International Group's CEO was such a miser, what would they think of her? Regardless how people would perceive Daisy, Edward liked her straightforward mindset, it was her true disposition. And this side of Daisy touched Edward's heart and made him love her even more.

"Okay, since you say that what's yours is mine, I'll use your money." Daisy realized that she had never been so brazen before. She immediately blushed after the words slipped from her mouth.

The auction outside was in full swing. People constantly raised the price for the items, as if competing with each other to show off their wealth. Inside, the couple chatted as if the auction had nothing to do with them. What would the organizers think if they knew?

Edward smiled at Daisy's witty reply. He constantly swiped his fingers on the touch screen at his side, and found a best view for Daisy to watch the auction.

Suddenly, a necklace caught Daisy's attention. It didn't look anything special at first glance but upon closer examination, it was magnificent. As soon as Daisy saw it, she tightened her grip on Edward's hand. Her unusual reaction immediately attracted Edward's attention.

It seemed he was wrong to think that Daisy didn't have an eye for such items. Did she also notice the special features of the necklace? The necklace was the highlight of the auction. It was said that the necklace belonged to one of the highest-ranking imperial concubines in the Qing Dynasty. A moving love story was related to the necklace. Of course, the information was sensationalized by the auctioneer. Edward wasn't interested in antiques. But noticing Daisy's great interest, he was determined to acquire it at all costs.

"You seem interested in the necklace. You have a good eye for jewelry, it looks very beautiful and elegant," Edward said.

"Yes! It has a very beautiful name, 'A Beauty's Tears of Blood.'" Daisy replied, her voice trembling. This was her mother's necklace. She had seen it when she was very little. Her mother told her that it was a family heirloom, and that she would pass it onto Daisy as a dowry when she got married. And Daisy was supposed to pass the heirloom to the next generation. But the necklace disappeared along with her mother's sudden death. Daisy didn't expect it to appear at the auction.

"How do you know that?" Edward frowned, searching for information about the necklace immediately. The name of the necklace was indeed "A Beauty's Tears of Blood." But how did Daisy know that? The screen didn't show details about the item until you selected it to show further information.

"Edward, please do one thing for me. No matter how much you have to pay, please buy the necklace for me. I'll pay you back later." Daisy implored with a determined look. She was oblivious to how hurtful her words were to Edward.

"What if I say no?" Edward's face darkened immediately, his voice turning cold as ice. Why did Daisy still not consider them to be one? Did she think his money dirty because she thought he earned it by exploiting people?

"Why?" Daisy turned to gaze at Edward. She was surprised that he refused her.

"Daisy, who am I to you?" Edward's eyes became dim. He raised his head to look into her eyes. Didn't she say that he was the person she loved most? Why did he feel particularly helpless every time something like this happened?

"My husband, of course. What's wrong? Do you want me to treat you as someone else?" Daisy was eager to watch the auction process outside, because the next item to be auctioned was the necklace. She didn't know why Edward was being difficult at such a critical moment.

"Since you know that I'm your husband, why do you think you need to pay me back the money? Am I a man who's unwilling to spend money on his beloved woman's favorite things in your eyes?"

Edward furrowed his eyebrows deeply. In some aspects, Daisy was very independent. But this wasn't something that pleased Edward. As her husband, he wanted to be the man whom she could completely trust and rely on. Daisy's independence about money made him very uncomfortable.

"I'm sorry! I didn't meant it like that. I just momentarily forgot that I can use my husband's money." Daisy immediately realized that her careless words injured his self-esteem. She unintentionally treated Edward as an outsider with her hurtful words.

"Honey, you should know that I don't want to hear your apologies. What I want is for you to feel comfortable about relying on your husband. I want you to feel this deeply in your heart, then I'll know what role I am playing in your life."

Edward sighed. He knew she never wanted to use his money. She put the credit card he had given her on the desk in the study and hadn't touched it since. He felt upset and frustrated. It was meaningless for him to have so much wealth if Daisy didn't use it. He always got the urge to torture himself whenever he was struck by such frustration. He even fantasized about becoming a poor man overnight. Maybe then, Daisy wouldn't treat him like an outsider.This is property © NôvelDrama.Org.

"Okay. I'll keep that in mind. I'll never apologize to you again." As Daisy said this, she never expected that she would end up apologizing a thousand times later with an extremely grieved look on her face.