"Don't lie to me," said Daisy. Daisy opened her eyes a bit. Actually she wouldn't be that afraid if that thing didn't touch her skin. In the past she killed lots of snakes in the rainforest. However, she didn't want it to be closer to her body.
"I'm telling you the truth. I promise," said Edward, with a wry smile on his perfect face. It was a rare thing for Daisy to be scared, so Edward was highly amused.
"Darling, What's this? It's so beautiful!" said Daisy in surprise. Daisy lowered her head and saw a very lifelike necklace of phoenix. She stretched out her hand and touched it. It felt cold. Although she usually disliked wearing jewelry, she liked it on sight. She and the phoenix had something in common -- both have risen from the ashes and been born anew.
"It's called Ice Rain. Do you like it? It's a gift for your promotion," Edward said. He knew Daisy liked this necklace when he saw the smile on her face. But he needed confirmation.
"Yeah. I like it. The name's also poetic. Thank you," said Daisy. Then, she stood on tiptoe, and kissed his cold, soft lips. She liked kissing him.
"That's good. I was worried that you might not like it." Edward realized later that his wife had become increasingly dependent on him. She would kiss him furtively, and smiled as broadly as a girl who had her first taste of chocolate or love.
"How come? It's beautiful. Why would anybody not like it? By the way, did you sneak out and buy it for me today?" Daisy rested her arms on the hips, raised her head and looked Edward in the eye. A sense of happiness swept over her beautiful slender face.
"Yeah. I caught sight of it at a ribbon-cutting ceremony a couple days ago. I thought, 'I bet Daisy would like this.' But life got in the way, and I had to put it off. I barely had time to get it today, to be honest." Of course, Edward wasn't about to tell her the whole story, including the argument with Shaun at the mall. He closed his eyes and took in the scent of jasmine from his wife. He loved it. He kissed her forehead.
"How much did it cost?" asked Daisy. She frowned and suspected that such a beautiful piece must be extremely expensive.
Not sure. The company's footing the bill. By the way, do you know they have jewelry for sale on the ground floor of MY mall?" He thought his wife must have been informed of all this already.
"No. As you know, I don't like to go shopping. Besides, do you really think that I can afford the luxury at MY Mall?" Daisy pouted. Even the cheapest clothes at MY Mall would cost most of her monthly salary. Therefore, she was smart enough to stay away from MY Mall and never go inside. Besides, before they reunited, she never thought that she would be with Edward ever again, much less come to live with him. So she tried to save money for Justin. She'd feel guilty if she spent a lot on clothing. In addition to that, she liked her uniform and would wear it most days.
"Quit arguing. I don't want to hear you talk about me being a profiteer again," Edward interrupted before Daisy complained. Whenever Daisy groused about the astronomical prices of products at MY Mall, it made Edward feel guilty, like he'd done something wrong.
"Haha! "Now you know who you are. Not bad, honey. But you can do better," quipped Daisy. Daisy pinched his cheek, and felt jealous when her hand touched his smooth skin. Then, she pinched his cheek harder than she intended to. She wondered why a man's skin could be softer, paler and more smooth than a girl's.
"Sweetie, are you jealous now? Even if you are, please don't pull too hard. I like my skin attached to my face," said Edward. Edward removed her hand from his face, and frowned. He relaxed his facial muscles, and was afraid that his wife might have done something to his visage if he hadn't stopped her.
"Shame on you! Why is your skin much better than a woman's? It's ridiculous," shouted Daisy. She sounded like a pouting child. Jealous as she was, she still liked pinching his smooth face.
"Haha! Now, I can see you're green with envy." Edward gently rubbed his hand against her cheek, and was convinced that his skin was much better than Daisy's. It was probably that Daisy's face had been roughened by long periods in the hot sun. So, he made a mental note that he would find an expert to look after Daisy's skin. Even though Daisy was a natural beauty, neglecting a skin care routine would do her skin no good. Then, one day her beauty would be gone. By that time, there would be nothing that could be done.
"You're damn right I'm jealous. So tell me: if I lose my beauty and you still look stunningly handsome one day, what would you do? Would you still stay true to your vows and love me? Or would you trade me in for a young model?" Daisy was afraid that their marriage would fall apart. So, she stared at her husband in horror, waiting for a reply.
"You can guess," said Edward in amusement. Edward held his wife in his arms. They could bare their hearts to each other and talk frankly and honestly on rare occasions. Daisy was always busy and spent less time at home with him. She almost had no holidays, since accidents occurred all the time, and then she would be under orders to go and deal with them.
I guess you'll abandon me and find another beautiful and young girl. Guys do that all the time," answered Daisy in an aggrieved tone of voice. If he thought she was paranoid and pessimistic, oh well. She still wanted an answer from him. Would he cheat on her? Would he cast her out? Would he stay true to her for the rest of their lives? The more she thought about that, the more anxious she became.
I admit that I've spent my life gathering beautiful things, so I never have to look at anything ugly. So if you want our love to last forever, take care of yourself, stay young and beautiful. Then, I'll be yours forever." Even if Daisy somehow turned ugly, whether through age or disfigurement, Edward would never abandon her. He was more confident about that than anything else in the world. However, he still couldn't help teasing her.
Do you hate me then?" asked Daisy. Daisy touched her face, and felt her skin was dry, probably because of the dry weather in autumn. It would be much better and softer in spring and summer, Daisy thought to herself remorsefully.