"Haha, It's only the worst-case scenario. I know it can't really happen. Honey." Daisy continued to smile mischievously. She thought that her actions might look very dumb now. What else could she do? She was at a disadvantage. No matter how reluctant she was, she had to play the fool. She could feel herself turning very pathetic. She was an honorable Senior Colonel and it never came to her that she would act so cute and humble to play up to him.

  "Daisy, are you sure you were not born in the year of dog?" Edward mocked. For the first time, he found that Daisy was also fickle. It seemed that no matter how aloof she was, she couldn't get rid of women's mercurial nature.

  "Oh? Why do you ask?" Daisy looked at him, confused. She slowly stood up upon realizing that he had already released her foot. She was very careful with her movement as she wouldn't want her wounds to bleed with just a wrong move.

  "Dogs are mercurial by nature." Edward also stood up too. His bruise still stung even after Daisy put medicine on it. He wasn't able to control his eyebrows from furrowing out of pain.

  "Huh! Where did you get that theory?" Daisy looked at his legs with concern upon noticing the slight wince he made. It seemed that she should not be too violent in the future, as it wouldn't make anyone happy if she really made him disabled.

  "What are you doing?" It was then that a cold commanding voice suddenly boomed inside the room and frightened the sweet couple.

  "Dad, you came home! Mom told us that you would come home very late." Daisy replied quickly as soon as she realized that that voice came from Jonathan. She was nervous at the same time as she wondered how Jonathan would perceive her if he noticed the bruise on E

  at all.

  "I told you it was only a minor wound." Daisy would never tell him that she was actually enduring the pain and she was trying her best to cover it. She feared that Edward would get even madder if he knew the truth. She didn't expect that she would be so careless to let her secret out at Edward's provocation. Otherwise, she would have hidden it all the time. If so, the wound would soon recover and Edward would never know about it.

  "Honey, don't lie to me. You know I have plenty of ways to get the truth if I want to know." Edward was still very worried about Daisy's wound. They kept talking and arguing but the topics were just wandering around and kept coming back to the starting point. Nevertheless, their dialogues were full of endless affection towards each other and also with fun.

  "You could trust me or not, I don't care. I'm hungry. I don't have any energy to talk about such nonsense. I'll go eat dinner." Daisy said as she trotted towards the dining room. Edward was flustered as he tried to catch up to her. Was he taking her wound too seriously? How could she walk so quickly like there were no injuries on her leg at all?