"What, are you mad at me?" Daisy asked, taking a few quick steps forward in an attempt to grab Edward by the arm. To her surprise, he shook her hand off as soon as she touched him.
"Do you have any idea why I'm mad at you?" Edward stopped abruptly in his tracks. He turned to shoot Daisy a cold glare before he resumed storming off upstairs. The dim light from the hallway on the second floor cast his elongated shadow upon Daisy, whose heart sank at the obvious distaste in his tone.
"How would I know? You've always been so unpredictable," Daisy murmured to herself, increasing her pace to try to catch up with Edward.
"Don't think that I can't hear you. I'm not deaf," Edward said in sharp tone. He pushed the door of their bedroom open and walked directly to the window with his back to Daisy, who was trailing a few close steps behind him. A few moments of stony silence immediately filled the room.
"What is the matter with you, Edward? I told you that I was having dinner with someone and you said you were okay with that. What are you giving me shit for? It was only dinner with an old friend. For Christ's sake, will you grow up and deal with it like a man?"
Daisy's anger flared up. She had never been a pushover. The only reason she put up with a lot things she hated and gave way to Edward was because she felt that she owed him. As a military officer, she was always on call, ready to grab her coat and head out to deal with all kinds of emergencies. For that reason, she had to sacrifice a lot of time with her family. It was true that she had been working hard to balance her work and her family, but she didn't want a relationship in which her efforts weren't recognized or appreciated.
"Yes, I'm okay with you going out to have dinner with your friend, but I'm not okay with you staying out so late and not even calling me once to let me know that you're all right! Fine, I can move on from that. But when you finally showed up, you ignored me in favor of having pleasant conversation with another man. I saw you smiling brightly at him while I was just a few feet away - like I didn't even exist at all! How do you expect me to feel about that? Should I be happy?"
Edward gritted through clenched teeth. He glared Daisy in fury, as if he wanted to consume her at any minute. He wouldn't have exploded if Daisy hadn't told him to 'grow up and deal with it like a man'. He loved her so much that he just couldn't pretend to be indifferent about what had happened.
What did you expect me to do? Tell him directly to piss off right after he dropped me off at home instead of thanking him? Do you have any idea what other people would have thought of you if I had done that?" Daisy retorted indignantly, looking back at Edward right in the eye. She knew that Edward was very angry right now, but she wouldn't take this lying down. Her actions were justified and she did nothing wrong.
"Very good! You're right. I have nothing to say for myself. I'm inconsiderate, intolerant, and not nearly good enough for you! Is that what you want to hear?" Edward shot a long intense look at Daisy. As soon as he spoke, he momentarily shut his eyes in great agony before walking out of the room.
"Where are you going?" Daisy asked hastily, worried that she might have been too hard on him. She started to get a little distressed. Even though her words were a bit harsh, she was only trying to reason with him. When did he become so sensitive?
"Go ahead and take a shower. I want to be alone for a while," Edward replied without looking at her. On his way out, he stopped for a brief moment when he reached the door before he continued on his way without looking back. Deep down, he knew that he was at fault for losing his temper, but Daisy wasn't blameless either. Right now, he just needed some time and space to figure out how to fix this fight between them.
Seeing that Edward was determined to leave, Daisy rubbed her temples in frustration. Although she wanted to talk things out with him, she knew it was impossible when Edward was in a mood. Thinking that it would probably be good for the both of them if he stayed in the study for a while to cool down, Daisy decided to let him be and take a shower.
Daisy didn't expect Edward not to go into the study. Unknown to her, he took his new Bugatti Veyron Super Sport car and sped away from their house. The car he was driving was not only the most expensive sports car in the world, but also the fastest - with 1200 horsepower that reached a maximum speed of 431 kph. The model ranked first among the top ten luxury cars in the world, a single vehicle costing millions.
Edward grew up in a rich family and never had difficulty getting what he wanted. Though he had changed his ways for his wife, there was still part of his character that couldn't be suppressed. Hitting the gas pedal, he indulged himself in the fast speed and the roaring noise of the car engine. Streetlights shimmered upon the smooth coat of the car, making it even more eye-catching. Fallen leaves swirled up in the air as the car raced past, dancing along with the dust under the light before settling on the dark road again.
Edward's car stopped at Sexy World, a destination of endless luxurious lifestyles for lonely souls to spend the night. The place was as brightly lit as it was during the daytime. Edward's appearance in Sexy World caused quite a stir. Some marveled at his enthralling demeanor, while others were eager for an opportunity to get close to him despite his imposing aloofness.
After all, who could resist that flawless face, those intense blue eyes, and the flicker of a captivating smile on his lips? As he glanced over the lobby distantly, Edward felt more upset than impressed with the keen gazes directed at him. Despite how much attention he was gaining with his appearance, Daisy still chose to ignore him in favor of talking to another man. A surge of resentfulness rose to his chest. Head held high like an arrogant prince, he strode through the crowd in the lobby and went straight to his private room.
In the bathroom, Daisy took a long hot bath. The lavender essence that she added to the water soothed her nerves. After her whole body had gone lax, she finally stepped out of the tub. To her surprise, Edward still hadn't returned to their room. Letting out a light sigh, she decided to go and find him. How could she stand not speaking with him? She regretted her aggressive reaction when Edward aired out his grievances earlier. After all, he was only upset because he cared about her a great deal.
The events of tonight convinced her even more that men acted like children when they were upset, obstinate and unreasonable. She didn't let him get away with his unfair accusations against her because part of her wished to help him grow out of his capricious behavior by reasoning with him. Unfortunately, the tactic seemed to have backfired. Not only did he not reflect on his actions, but his temper seemed to have gone worse. In the end, she was the only one left to clean up the mess. She groaned at the thought of long hours of sweet-talking him just to get things normal between them again.