"You're not bored at all. You were just making a fool of yourself by being an asshole and trying to provoke your wife into making a scene. You just decided to come to a bar and get drunk without telling me anything," Daisy said cautiously. She was careful not to irritate Edward further for fear that the cool atmosphere would become tense again.
"Are you calling me childish?" Edward looked Daisy in the eye, a scornful smile appearing on his face.
"No, you're wrong. Actually, I have no idea why I know so little about you, what's happening in your company, where you go when you're upset, and how I am placed in your heart." She sighed and shook her head helplessly. As far as she was concerned, the gap between them had widened a great deal. Simply saying "I love you" to each other wasn't enough to fix this.
"Yes, you finally understand how I feel. Sometimes, I get upset not because of your career as a solider, but because you don't seem to treat me as your damned husband." It was difficult for Edward to admit his embarrassing insecurities. After countless compromises and concessions, he knew deep down in his heart that his existence meant little to Daisy.
"I'm sorry. I know I've been ignoring your feelings in certain matters. But I'm not a regular woman. What you have in mind won't happen in reality," Daisy said apologetically.
Daisy clearly knew what Edward was referring to. The way she behaved sometimes hurt his feelings as a man. Nevertheless, she didn't need his protection.
"Do you really think I care about that? Forget it. What can I ask from you?" Edward asked with a bitter smile on his face. The more you gain, the less content you become. He couldn't help getting bothered by her negligence.
"Besides, I should be the one who's mad at you. Tell me where that whore touched you." Daisy demanded, suddenly going mad with jealousy. She grabbed Edward by the collar, a look of sullen resentment taking over her face.
"Why do you care?" Instead of getting angry, Edward smiled in amusement. His gaze fell upon her lips.
"My husband was touched by a fucking whore. Did you really think I wouldn't get upset at this?" Daisy realized that Edward must have been irritated by her pretense of calmness. He might thought that she didn't care about him flirting with a girl in any way.
"No, you can think anything you want. Do you want to personally check?" Edward was the definition of a man in love. He could fly into a rage with the smallest provocation, but was helpless to surrender in the face of affectionate words from his beloved. Looking at his wife, Edward finally worked off his anger.
"Bastard, I saw how beautiful all those women were. Do you want me to call them back in so they can continue serving you?" Daisy knew how to settle accounts with her husband afterwards. But she would never swallow down the insult and humiliation in silence. She wouldn't have been so tolerant if she hadn't considered their marriage and their son.
"No, don't bother. Your company is enough," said Edward. He gathered Daisy in his arms with a triumphant smirk at the corner of his mouth.
"Why not? You were obviously enjoying yourself before I entered the room. Edward, you had the balls to flirt with so many women. Did you forget that you're a married man, as well as a father? As far as I'm concerned, the girl you had in your arms just now was not bad. You can take her as your mistress. You have a lot of spare time recently, so your mistress can keep you company to alleviate your boredom," Daisy said sarcastically, pinching him on the waist.
"Are you telling me that you don't know I was just pretending with that girl? Colonel Ouyang, I know how good your insight is. I don't believe for a second that you haven't realized that," Edward said with a frown. His waist was sore. It definitely had a bruise now.
"Yes, I realized that. But you still touched her. Why are you still lying to my face?" She remained calm because she knew deep down in her heart that Edward had only been pretending to rile her up. Otherwise, she certainly would have gone mad and killed Edward along with that girl.
Now, tell me how you're going to punish me. You can take out your frustrations on me in bed tonight, satisfied?" Edward whispered the lewd words in her ear shamelessly.
"Edward, are you incapable of not being an asshole for a moment?" Daisy shouted in anger. She lifted her foot and kicked Edward's leg without hesitation. She swore to teach her husband a lesson and make him suffer the consequences of his actions.
"Ouch! You're hurting me. Why can't you be gentle like other wives?" Edward jumped, consequently releasing Daisy. Daisy could become violent if she wanted to. Nevertheless, her husband was the only person she treated that way.
"I'm a violent woman, deal with it. Are you going to drink some more? If not, let's go home. Stop foolishly making a spectacle of yourself," Daisy snapped, glaring at Edward in a fury. Disputes between husband and wife should be resolved as soon as possible. Otherwise, the grievances would add up and become too much, putting the marriage at a risk. Daisy didn't want her marriage to end up that way. It was important to admit mistakes and be tough when necessary.
"Darling, stop this. Otherwise, you might lose me," Edward said with a smirk. Actually, Edward was a person who was easy to satisfy. A small compromise from Daisy would inevitably delight him. Troubles with Zemo, Kevin, and other men would disappear in an instant.
"If you continue to embarrass me further, I might shoot you in the head. Now, stand up and let's go," Daisy growled, shooting a cold glance at him. Her husband's actions were so embarrassing. Meanwhile, she also prepared herself for the possibility that Edward might lose his temper again.
"Daisy, stop barking at me." Edward shot her an injured look. Edward massaged his left leg, which she had kicked a moment ago. Then he stood up and walked in front of her. Actually, he didn't mind being weaker than his wife. It felt nice to throw a tantrum every now and then, and the advantages were satisfying.
"Does it hurt? I didn't mean to kick you so hard," Daisy said in concern. Then she bent over, pulling up the trouser leg to examine the bruise on his calf. It wasn't that bad. He might feel a bit of pain, but it shouldn't hurt much. As a veteran, she knew what she was doing. She wanted to teach her husband a lesson, but she didn't intend to hurt him badly.
"Yes. It hurts. I need you to support me on the way out," Edward said. Edward seemed like a miserable kid begging for food and shelter. He looked at his wife pitifully.
Daisy pursed her lips. "You look like a pathetic child. It's lucky that.."
"It's lucky that I'm not one of your soldiers. Otherwise, you would order me to run 20 laps," Edward interrupted before Daisy could finish her sentence. Edward had heard Daisy say that a hundred times before.
"You better remember that. So you should be grateful, and remember not to make trouble again," Daisy threatened. Supporting Edward with one arm, Daisy opened the door and walked out. They were welcomed by Luke.
"Mrs. Mu, do you need help?" Luke asked. He thought his young master had gotten too drunk.
"No, I'm fine. Go pay the bill." Daisy was strong enough to carry Edward because of her daily drills in the army.
"Don't worry about the bill. The company will pay it for us at the end of the month," Luke said casually. Edward used to go here a lot to enjoy himself, spending a great amount of money every time. For convenience, the company paid the bills monthly.
"How efficient! It seems you're very welcome here," Daisy commented bitterly, gritting her teeth. Edward must be a regular customer here. Otherwise, he wouldn't be given such preferential treatment.
"It's not a big deal," Edward replied, putting on a forced smile. Luke was a traitor for exposing him to Daisy like that. Why did he have to say that the bills were paid by the company every month? He seemed like a disgusting pig. Why did he tell Daisy that? What a fool! Edward seethed in silent resentment. He was afraid that Daisy might lose her temper on him again the moment they got home.
Seeing the complicated expression on Edward's face, Luke suddenly realized that he had stirred up some trouble. He shot an apologetic glance at Edward for his careless mistake. He hoped against hope that Edward could forgive him.