My Wife is an Aloof Beauty

"It\'s your fault. I\'d be halfway there if I hadn\'t stopped here and had it out with you. And you had the nerve to ask me." Daisy was peevish at the mention of this. If she wasn\'t pissed off, why would she come here and argue with him?

"Okay, it\'s all my fault. How about this? I drive you back, and then wait for you to get off work. Then we can come home together." Before she could reply, Edward grabbed his phone and keys from the table. He took power naturally. It was in his nature to take control of everything.

"You don\'t have to. I can drive myself. Just get back to work. Be careful you don\'t make your company go bankrupt." Daisy refused without hesitation, because she thought that she was not the kind of woman who needed protection. She was happy that he cared about her. But sometimes love could be smothering, and that was when she had to emerge from the blanket of tender loving care and get some air.

"You really don\'t need me to go with you? What if I insist?" Edward decided to press the issue. He knew it might be futile. Once she decided on something, it was very difficult to make her change her mind. This was probably his fault, too. He let her decide everything on her own. That was why Daisy sometimes challenged him so blatantly. He was the engineer of his own suffering.

"I\'d back down, only if you want a good bop on the nose. I\'m not going to let you weasel your way into this one. It\'s my way or the highway." Daisy glanced

Drugged one night by her ex-boyfriend, a mysterious man took advantage of her in an ecstatic night filled with sex.

To take her revenge, she married the man, and used him.

"As long as I\'m alive, I\'m still his legal wife, while all of you are just his mistresses."

She remained adamant even when he was involved in scandals with other women.

Eventually she stormed off after she learned that he had betrayed her again.But life brought her back to him a few years later, to his astonishment.

"Come in, please!" Reluctant as Leena was, she finally caved and made way for Louisa to come into the house.

"Give me a cup of tea, with chrysanthemum. The weather is too dry today." Louisa sat down on the sofa uninvited and took it for granted to ask Leena to serve her.

"Sorry, We don\'t have chrysanthemum here. We only have coffee, is that okay?" Leena bit her lips and tried to hold back her anger.

"No chrysanthemum? Okay, I won\'t make things difficult for you. I can make do with coffee." Louisa leaned back on the sofa with her legs crossed, without the awareness that Leena actually said "we" in reference to her and Kevin. She raised her eyes and looked around, only to find that there was nothing different from what she saw last time she was here, except for that the house looked brighter. Probably because the servant had just done the cleaning. The servant had done a good job. She was very qualified in this regard. She practically made the place sparkle.

"Please wait a minute. I\'m cooking right now. I have to attend to the dishes," Leena said as she trotted into the kitchen. Fortunately, she had lowered the burner settings when she went to open the door for Louisa, otherwise the dish would be overcooked.