Daisy finished her breakfast alone, then made a call to a cleaning company, asking them to send soone to tidy up the dining table for her.
Afterward, she made a call to Edward Stephens.
Her phone showed that the call was rejected.
She sat down on the couch in the living room, lowering her head weakly.
She had anticipated that Edward would notice, but she hadn’t expected him to find out so quickly.
That’s why she was so reluctant to et him.
She wanted to wait until she felt better before living with him again.
After surviving the ordeal of life and death, her relationship with Edward had finally moved one step closer, and she really didn’t want her own incompetence to create a rift between them again.
She sent a text ssage to Edward: "Edward, how about we go out for dinner tonight? I booked a private room at West River Moon, where you can see the whole night view of Banyan City."
Edward didn’t reply.
Daisy persisted: "Edward, your birthday is coming up. Have you thought about what birthday gift you want?"
This ti, Edward replied.
But his words were venomously sharp.
"Daisy. You look just like a scumbag who’s been out ssing with a mistress and cos ho to buy handbags for his wife."
Daisy: "......"
Was it necessary? Besides, she didn’t even have a mistress.
Daisy pouted, obediently trying to appease him: "I don’t have a mistress, I only have you. I love you the most, you know that, right?"
Edward: "Heh heh."
He was determined to force her to confess who she was talking to yesterday.
Daisy felt a bit helpless, but even more, she felt a pang of heartache. He had risked his life for her, yet she couldn’t make him happy.
She leaned back on the couch, closed her eyes in so exhaustion, then sent Oliver Rubio a text ssage, asking for a leave of absence for the morning.
She wanted to get better quickly.
She had succeeded once before, there was no reason for her to fail this ti.
*
Daisy waited at West River Moon for over an hour. Just when she thought Edward wouldn’t co, the door of the private room opened.
The imposing silhouette of a man appeared before her.
"Edward." Daisy imdiately put on a smile and called out his na.
Edward glanced at her lazily and noticed that Daisy seed particularly well today, perhaps because she had applied makeup, her eyes appeared exceptionally bright and clear.
He walked over, sat down across from her, and responded indifferently, "Mm."
"I ordered your favorite red wine braised beef for you."
Edward also responded in a very cold manner, "Mm."
Daisy looked at him, and it seed like stardust had scattered in her eyes. She softly said, "Edward, I’m so happy you ca today."
"If I hadn’t co, what were you going to do?"
Daisy: "Wait until the restaurant closed before leaving."
Edward glanced at her without saying anything else. He didn’t look like he had let go of his anger yet, but just on her account, he decided to accompany her for dinner.
Throughout the dinner, Daisy was busy peeling shrimp, cutting steak, and pouring red wine for him. Only after Edward was fed did she take a few bites herself.
Edward leaned back in the soft chair, sipping the red wine Daisy had poured for him, enjoying the splendid night view outside the window. Yet, he felt the need to warn Daisy: "I never said that matter could be so easily dismissed."
Secretly chatting with another man was not sothing that could be easily overlooked.
He had paid such a high price to save her, almost sacrificing his own life, and dared she play around with infidelity behind his back, he’d break her legs.
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