"Arrogant bastard!" Rain could hear the petty man's yelling from inside his office, and scoffed. He adjusted his chair and continued studying the current status of KD Group. The more he learned about the company, the more he wanted to give up. To save the group was far more complicated than he had expected.

  Time flew by in a blink, and the Spring Festival was coming up soon. Patricia's due date was in a mere couple of days. She had been on tenterhooks lately, and didn't dare visit anyone for fear that she would go into labor at any moment.

  "Tom, I just want to have a painless labor, okay?" Patricia sat on the couch, and looked at Tom with a hopeful gaze.

  "The painless labor doesn't actually mean you won't feel any pain. It just significantly reduces the pain. Although it won't affect the baby, the anesthetic will possibly affect the mother. I still suggest that you go through with natural labor. Don't worry, Patricia. I'll be right here the whole time." Tom held her hand and stroked it gently in consolation.

  "I'm so scared," she admitted to him with a pitiful look. 'You're not the one giving birth. Easy for you to say that, ' she thought to herself as she looked at Tom.

  "Relax, you have me. I'm a doctor, you can feel safe with me. After all, you want to meet our baby as soon as possible, don't you? You're strong, and you have to deliver the baby successfully." Tom's words didn't do much to ease Patricia's anxiousness as her due date was approaching. Although Tom had consoled her everyday, she was still under immense pressure.

  "Can I trust you?" Patricia asked carefully and grabbed his hands as tightly as if she were just about to give birth.

  Tom sighed, "I'm your husband, and the father of our baby. Why can't you trust me?" He frowned at her. He loved her with his whole heart, he thought. Why couldn't she relax with him around?

  "I'm sorry. I know you get angry," she apologized at once after realizing her question hurt him.

  "I didn't get angry. I just don't want you to test me with these kinds of questions in the future. I'm your husband, and if you can't trust me, then who else can you trust?" Tom was rather hurt by it still, and he couldn't believe his wife couldn't trust him. He could imagine how miserable it would be to live in a family full of doubts, and he wasn't sure he wanted to start that kind of life.

  "I didn't mean it like that. Please don't get irritated." Patricia got affectionate. She pleaded in a rather charming manner, with her arms snaked around hi

  as shocked by what Leena said, and cursed herself for not calling him earlier.

  "Oh, nonsense. You know how much I love to have fun with you guys. Do you want to speak to Kevin? He's pretty free right now." Leena then realized that they were already on the road. She wanted to give Kevin the phone, afraid that Daisy might have some important things to tell him.

  "No, it's alright. See you at the base later. Tell Kevin to have a safe drive," Daisy said instead. Kevin had been on duty during the previous Spring Festival, so Daisy felt obliged to go to the army base this year.

  "Sure. See you, Daisy." Leena flashed a wide grin at the thought of seeing Daisy soon. They hadn't seen each other in quite a while.

  "Daisy is going to the base as well?" Kevin asked her with a frown, his eyes on the road. He planned to let Daisy spend more time with her family, and didn't expect her to be joining the others that day.

  "Yeah, she wanted to ask us to stay home. She didn't think we would already be heading off." Leena stared at his face with affection. His fine profile was addicting to her, and she couldn't get enough.

  "That's fine. The more the merrier." The soldiers wouldn't expect Kevin and Daisy to celebrate the festival with them. 'It would be a good night, ' he thought.

  Daisy put her phone away and stared at the man in front of her.

  "Why are you looking at me like that?" she asked. He would always act a little oddly from time to time. No matter how much time they spent together, though, she couldn't get used to it. His eyes were too piercing, too sharp, as if she were completely bare and unguarded, as if she had no hold on her secrets from him at all.