"Justin, let me ask you a question. If your grandpa on your mother's side wants to see you, will you meet him?" Edward's question was tentative. There was a sudden silence inside the car as neither he nor Justin said anything.
"Daddy, is he the grandpa who dislikes Mom?" It was Justin who broke the pressure surrounding them. He raised his head and looked at his daddy in wonder.
"Yes, you're right. Is it ok if he pays you a visit when it's convenient for both of you?" Edward wouldn't force his son to meet Leo, therefore, he was offering his child an option instead.
"Can I think about it?" The little boy puckered his mouth. 'Since this man once disliked Mommy, why would he want to see me? But then, he's still Mommy's biological father and my grandpa. What should I do?' he thought, indecisive.
"Of course. Take your time. Just tell me yes or no once you get an answer," answered Edward and smiled back. The car drove slowly on its way to Mu Manson. They would be back home soon.
"Will he feel sad if I refuse?" Another innocent question came from Justin as he stared at his daddy. It was then that the car stopped at the parking lot.
"Maybe. But if you don't want to see him, just tell me and I'll let him know," Edward replied in a comforting voice. He had kept this topic from Daisy. He would be less worried if Justin refused. Daisy hated Leo after all. She would definitely go against him once she learned that it was him who arranged for the two to meet.
Forget it. Let me sleep over it. I'm gonna tell you about my decision tomorrow," his son said gloomily. Justin, who was cheerful earlier, was preoccupied with trouble when they got home. Thus, Daisy automatically wondered upon seeing her child the moment she greeted the two home.
Son, what happened at school? Did you get into a fight with other kids?" she asked curiously and seriously. She was wearing an apron and it was easy to say that she was cooking. When she heard the noise in the yard, she ran out of the kitchen and came across his son who looked sad and troubled.
"It's nice to see you at this hour of the day, Mommy," said Justin. He threw himself into his mommy's arm and didn't mind the oil stains on her apron.
"Me too, son." Daisy's hands were wet so she raised her hands high and let Justin embrace her waist instead.
Mommy, you smell good," her child murmured as he rubbed his nose against his Mommy. She smelt of smoke, that was one thing for sure. But that same smell was Mommy's fragrance for Justin's baby mind.
"My boy, I'm cooking Cola Chicken Wings for you." She pushed her son a bit away and looked him in the eye. Her baby surely had a cute face. Meanwhile, Edward was clearly enchanted by Daisy's gentle glances.
Yey! You're the best mom ever. I know you'll cook a big dinner for me and daddy," said Justin joyously. He smiled and immediately forgot whatever trouble he had in his mind. Nothing was more important than his mom.
"I know you're a chowhound. Now wash your hands. Dinner's coming soon." Although Daisy wanted to cook each and every dinner for her son and husband, she couldn't do that due to her duties and responsibilities as a soldier. Cooking delicious meals for them whenever she could was her way to make up for her constant absence.
"Ok, I'm gonna wash my hands." Justin obediently said. He rushed upstairs and disappeared when he turned the corner. It was then that Daisy turned her gaze from her son to her husband.
"What's wrong? What're you staring at?" Daisy said those words with an intensity that made Edward nervous. He lowered his head and examined himself to check if there was something wrong with him.
"Yeah. I see my shadow in your eyes," answered Daisy as she pretended to be serious. Edward found his wife funny. He laughed, walked over to her and rubbed his right hand against her nose gently.
"Don't be ridiculous. Now you go wash your hands. I still need to cook two more dishes," said Daisy. Her cheeks flushed deeply as she looked away. She couldn't love her husband more and certainly wouldn't live a life without him.
"Since you come home so early, which has been rare recently, you better take a good rest and shouldn't burden yourself with cooking." Emotions were on Edward's face when he said those. He pulled Daisy's stray hair behind her ears. He didn't want to wear out his beloved wife by forcing her to cook dinner every day. They had a maid who could do it for them. However, Daisy had chosen cooking as a way of loving her family.
Emotions were on Edward's face when he said those. He pulled Daisy's stray hair behind her ears. He didn't want to wear out his beloved wife by forcing her to cook dinner every day. They had a maid who could do it for them. However, Daisy had chosen cooking as a way of loving her family.
"It's fine. Cooking isn't a big deal. Besides, Mrs. Wu has been a real help in the kitchen," said Daisy. It was a delight for her to cook some dishes for her family whenever she got a chance.
"I don't want to see you get tired at home by those chores. It makes my heart ache." Edward followed his son's suit, stretched his hands and circled her waist with his arms. He looked at her in the eyes passionately.
"Edward, are you alright? What's wrong with you?" It could be the mother or the wife instinct that made Daisy sense that something was wrong with her son and husband. The two were suddenly too sentimental.' Justin might be missing his mommy but why would Edward do this?' she wondered. All in all, Edward had never fancied sweet words.
Quit being paranoid, Darling. I'm going upstairs to take a shower. See you later," said him bitterly. 'I should never show my concern of her. Now, she's treating me as a weirdo,' thought Edward darkly.
Now, she's treating me as a weirdo,' thought Edward darkly.
"Please, don't be mad." It was Daisy's innocent voice that was heard after. She blinked. This day was really weird since she was addressed twice in this strange way by both her husband and son.
"I'm not mad at you, Darling. Why should I be?" Edward let his wife go and rushed upstairs. He nearly knocked down Cynthia by accident when they met on the stairs. However, he neither stopped nor apologized and just disappeared.
"What's wrong with Edward? Why does he look angry?" asked Cynthia. She walked to Daisy and looked at her wonderingly.
"I guess he's just being mad at me," the beautiful soldier said apologetically. Actually, she shouldn't be blamed for Edward's inappropriate and rude behavior. She was just joking back then and didn't intend to get him upset.
"Leave him alone. He's always proud and cold. Somebody should deal with his fickle temper," said Cynthia. If Cynthia was to take side whenever Edward and Daisy quarreled, she would surely choose her daughter-in-law. She just couldn't love Daisy more for her kindness and thoughtfulness.
"No. I might have said something wrong, which angered him," replied Daisy with a timid smile. Although she grumbled about Edward's bad temper a few moments ago, she still couldn't help but defend him, which was strange.
"As far as I'm concerned, you're being overprotective and caring. It's the reason why he puts on a show of bad temper whenever he wants to," replied Cynthia. Other mothers-in-law might be afraid that their daughters-in-law weren't treating their sons well. However, Cynthia was different. She dreamed of her daughter-in-law to control her son so that Edward wouldn't do things in an unhindered way.
"No, I'm not. He rarely loses his temper this way. I might have made a mistake today," insisted Daisy. She never blamed other people for her faults. Meanwhile, she wouldn't avoid admitting her own mistakes under any circumstances. It was the same as how she tried to get along with Edward.
"Never give in to your husband, even though you make some mistakes. He better know how it is to be frustrated," answered Cynthia. Daisy had to refrain herself from laughing. How could a mother blame her son for her daughter-in-law's mistakes? she wondered.
This is awkward." Daisy looked at Cynthia disbelievingly. She wondered why Cynthia took her side rather than her son's.