On the other hand, it was a lonely and sorrowful night for Leena. The wedding dress she was planning to give Belinda as a gift had arrived. She felt depressed at the sight of it. She didn't know where the grief came from.
She rubbed her eyes which were on the verge of tears and started to sew shiny pearls onto the dress one by one. She hadn't intended to embellish it, but on second thought, she realized that the elegant decoration would soften Belinda's strong personality. That night, she decided to burn the midnight oil and finish the dress.
The longer she and Kevin were apart, the more she thought about him. She couldn't get him out of her head. Worried that she would miss his call or messages, she took her phone with her wherever she went. To make sure she wouldn't miss anything, she always put her phone in front of her. Although there was a chance that she might not get one, she always expected to receive a call or a message every day.
Leena knew that Daisy was the woman whom Kevin loved. Distracted by the thought, she pricked her finger with the needle. At the pain, she immediately put the dress aside to keep it from getting stained by blood. It was impossible for her to design another dress in such a short period of time.
Leena tapped the screen saver of her phone lightly. It was a photo of Kevin that she had taken while he was standing on the balcony, looking into the distance. Whatever he was thinking about, she knew it wasn't her.
Had she fallen in love with him? Leena sighed at the thought. She must have. Otherwise, why was Kevin always on her mind? But he was in love with Daisy. Leena didn't think it was a good idea to let her feelings grow like this.
She felt bitterness fester within her. It was a terrible mistake to fall in love with him. The bitter feelings made her wonder if she really had fallen for Kevin. No, that couldn't be true. If it was, she had to nip it in the bud. Otherwise, she would be the one who would end up getting hurt in this love triangle. She couldn't become as indifferent and strong as Daisy.
Leena wanted to laugh. She wouldn't have married Kevin if she had known that he was in love with Daisy. There was no chance that Leena could compete with her. She could overcome any woman in the world except for Daisy.
She sucked her finger until the pain disappeared. After wiping her finger with a tissue, she picked up the dress again and resumed sewing. She hoped that distracting herself with work would keep her from thinking about Kevin.
The white wedding dress brought out Leena's fair skin. Her marriage was a shotgun wedding. Although she might never be able to wear a wedding dress, it didn't stop her from fantasizing about it. Each pearl she sewed on the dress carried her deep envy and longing.
The mornings in the late fall were a bit chilly. Cold breeze blew into the room through the window and Daisy woke up due to the chill. She turned over, feeling sore all over. If only she could kick the man holding her tightly off the bed. She had begged Edward to be gentle, but as if he couldn't hear her, his enthusiasm didn't diminish in any way last night. She felt too exhausted to move. It felt as if she had been training nonstop for ten days in a row.
Today was going to be another busy day for her. Even though she was exhausted, she had to get up. Daisy wondered how Hero was doing, and if he was out of danger. She hadn't received any news about him so far. No news was good news. It would be good as long as he was alive.
"It's still early. Stay in bed a little longer." Edward furrowed his brows and pulled her back to bed again. He held her in arms and kissed her ears and neck.
Cut it out. I'm going to be late for work," Daisy said, evading his kisses. His warm breath on her skin made her feel softer and weaker.
"You didn't get much sleep last night. That's not good for you." Edward kissed her hairline in worry. He knew that Daisy must be exhausted. They had a long night of lovemaking the previous night. His wife was so irresistible that he hadn't been able to control himself.
"Whose fault was that? You should have left me alone," Daisy said in a sullen tone. She didn't need him to worry about her now, he should have done that last night.
"You'll be tense if I leave you alone." Edward's eyes widened as he looked at Daisy with a wicked expression on his face.
"Why? I'd have been well-rested if you hadn't bothered me." Daisy bit him in the chest. Not everybody was as lustful as him!
Really? Who was moaning so loudly last night?" Edward glanced at her knowingly, waiting for her reaction.
"Edward, you pervert!" Daisy kicked him off the bed and ran into the bathroom, flushing in embarrassment. Behind her came Edward's hysterical laughter, making her wish for a hole to bury herself into. How could anyone say something like that? She wouldn't make a sound next time. No, there wouldn't even be a next time. He would have to do it by himself!
Daisy kept splashing cold water onto her face to cool her cheeks off. At the memory of the night before, she blushed from head to toe.
Edward got up from the floor laughing. His wife was so heartless. Luckily, there was a carpet on the floor, so he didn't hurt himself.
Daisy stayed in the bathroom for a long time. When she walked out, Edward was all dressed up. He had never gotten ready for work so early before.
"Do you have a busy day today?" She stood on tiptoes to help him with his tie. While she straightened his collar and sleeves, she noticed a small wrinkle on his sleeve. She frowned in displeasure. It seemed that she wasn't careful enough while ironing his clothes.
"Not really." Edward looked at her tenderly, enjoying the sweet moment. When he got up, Daisy was usually already on her way to work. It was a rare occasion for her to fix his clothes before work.
"Then why did you get up so early?" Daisy asked. She straightened the wrinkle a few times until it became unnoticeable. Then, she stepped back to check if she missed anything else. When she was done, she couldn't help marveling at Edward. He was like a supermodel, every type of clothing looked good on him and matched his personality.
"To drive you to work, of course," Edward knew that before going to the military base, Daisy would go see Hero. He wanted to accompany her. Obviously, Daisy cared about Hero's suicide attempt. Although Hero was his rival and Edward barely knew the man, he wanted to be there for Daisy, no matter how much he hated Hero.