"Oh yeah. Something was wrong. So we are back here," Edward replied. He and his father had had a nice fight, laid all their emotions out on the table, and mended fences. So now they were getting along well.
"What's wrong?" Jonathan frowned. Last night Edward and Daisy hurried out the door, one after the other. Although Edward had called him to tell him they were safe, Jonathan still did not know why and what all the fuss was about.
"I thought you really didn't care about that stuff. Why are you suddenly interested?" Edward was so surprised to see the changes in his father's attitude these days. In the past, Jonathan didn't even want to waste a glance on him. He knew very well where he stood. Why was his father so talkative now?
"Never mind. Forget it. I understand if you don't want to talk about it," Jonathan said, with his poker face as usual. After saying this, he walked past Edward, and went downstairs. Despite his changes, he was still elegant and haughty. His expression stayed stony, as if he didn't care about any reply from Edward. Edward just shrugged. He had to ask, but he also didn't expect any answer or reaction from him. But his dad left so suddenly. He hadn't had the chance to consult with him about something really important. He was kind of hoping to eventually get some advice from the old man. Oh well. All in vain now.
Mommy! Why are you hurt again?" Little Justin shouted, wrinkling his small face. But he still remembered what his father told him, and stayed a few steps away from her, in case he hurt her yet again.
"Don't worry, little one. I'm fine. Just twisted my ankle, nothing serious. Did your father exaggerate again?" Daisy consoled him, with her lip slightly shaking. She also watched Jonathan head downstairs as well. To be honest, she was still a bit afraid of him -- he was so domineering and so cool.
"You know Dad knows when not to joke, right? Mommy, you need to be more careful! It's dangerous out there! Does it hurt a lot? Can I help you anything? I can blow on it to make it feel better?" Justin said. He now sat with Daisy and talked with her in soft tones. Despite that he had no wings, he still looked for all the world like an angel.
"You are so precious to me, you know that? Thanks to you, Mommy won't feel any pain." Daisy kissed Justin on his forehead. She felt that this little one was always her best medicine. As long as she was with him, she felt no pain.
"Grandpa, Grandpa, where were you just now? I couldn't find you anywhere!" little Justin said happily when he saw his grandfather. He ran up to Jonathan immediately. After all, Justin was still young. No matter how mature he could be, he was still a lively and active child. Childlike innocence was ingrained in him. Moreover, he had become livelier recently, because of all the love he had received. After all, he had his mom, dad, and now grandma and grandpa. Life was good.
"I'm here now. What do you need?" Jonathan frowned slightly, but still caught that running little boy. He was surprised a bit when he saw Daisy's bandaged feet. Was that why they came back early? But how did she get hurt? And what could he do to help? 'Did they get in another firefight?' Jonathan thought to himself.
"Yeah, Grandpa. Uncle Luke isn't around. Would you please practice martial arts with me?" Little Justin held his grandfather tightly, close to Jonathan's chest, with both his arms around Jonathan's neck. Even though Justin was mature sometimes, he also enjoyed the feeling of being loved as a child.
"Hi, Dad!" When she heard Jonathan's voice, Daisy raised her head and nodded at him. She felt so embarrassed about what happened yesterday that she could not even look at him directly. Meanwhile, she also didn't feel like being stared at. Hence, she looked down again and kept silent.
"Hi, Daisy! What's the matter with your feet? How did you get hurt?" Jonathan said. In the past, Cynthia was Jonathan's whole world. He'd never pay attention to anyone or anything not related to Cynthia. After he almost lost Edward, he began to think about his family differently, he even went so far as to donate blood to save his son. Gradually, he allowed himself to care about the rest of his family.
"I twisted my ankle by accident. Nothing serious," Daisy said and withdrew her feet. She felt a little embarrassed when Jonathan gazed at her feet.
"Be careful next time," Jonathan said in his usual bass tones. He was relieved when he heard that Daisy's injury was not due to any attack and decided not to ask for more info. He considered it for a bit, but thought better of it and remained quiet. He walked off and sat down, letting Justin sit on his legs. The cool look on Jonathan's face showed that the usual cold man was back.
I will, thank you!" Daisy replied. She bit her lip a bit and exhaled lightly. She was too afraid of him to tell him about what happened last night. To tell the truth, she did not know how to respond to all the questions at this moment.
Jonathan, don't be so serious! You've scared Daisy." Cynthia watched Daisy so closely that she could notice her subtle changes in expression. Hence, she found out that Daisy became a little nervous when Jonathan came down and talked to her.
Yeah, I agree. Grandpa, could you smile? Do like I do, s-m-i-l-e!", said little Justin. He pouted his tiny mouth, staring at Jonathan seriously. It seemed that he was not frightened by his grandpa's poker face. And he wasn't really affected by Jonathan's cold demeanor after living with him for a time.
Hi all! What's up? Oh wow, something did happen!" At that moment, Tom showed up. His voice was so loud that everyone could hear him even before he entered the house. His good-looking face was full of curiosity. Anyway, his appearance was a good thing for Jonathan. The old man was uncomfortable with his wife and grandson putting him on the spot like that. Smile indeed!
"Hi Tom, you got here fast." Daisy also shot Tom a greeting to shift attention to him. Not only did she not want people to focus on her injuries, she was also embarrassed by Cynthia and Justin teasing Jonathan. She wanted to ease the tension in the air. Considering that she was not so familiar with her father-in-law's temper, she was not quite sure whether Jonathan would be angry about their badgering. Of course, she didn't want to make their family affairs any more complicated.