It'll Come Naturally novel Chapter 156

"Why are you staring at me like that?" Daisy was embarrassed at his gaze. Edward was looking at her with love and desire in his eyes. And staring hard.

"Oh, I just found my wife so attractive, so hot." Edward touched the tip of her nose to show his affection. Actually he wanted to come clean and shared everything he knew with Daisy. But Edward worried that it would cause problems. He didn't know everything himself yet.

"Edward, I've got lots of work to do." Daisy told him. Daisy couldn't control her feelings when she was near her charming husband. She didn't know why. Was it because she loved him even more now? Or was it because she was girlish and giddy while with him?

"Okay, get back to work. I'll leave you alone. I have work to do, too." Edward had agreed to never come between Daisy and her work. He was a man of his word, and did as asked.

She put herself in work mode, not allowing her emotions to interfere. She nodded at him and got to it.

Edward sat down at his desk and continued to stare at Daisy. Her face was cold as ice. Her aloofness was a wall preventing Edward from getting close. 'Why was she so cold to me just now? Did she know who called him? Or is there some other reason?' Edward thought to himself.

Even without looking up, Daisy could tell Edward was staring at her. But she had no time for him. Daisy was an officer, so she had to bear the responsibility of her work. So they sat in silence, worrying about the same thing.

Night had fallen. After finishing the work, Daisy breathed a sigh of relief and moved her head around to soothe her aching neck. Edward dozed off in his chair.

Daisy looked at him, trying to determine if he was resting or sleeping. Daisy thought about getting a blanket for him.

Edward broke the silence, his deep voice came crashing through the quiet. It startled her. "Are you done?"

"Yeah. I'm done." Daisy ran her hand through her hair in embarrassment. She looked away. Was it the call that caused him to be distant? To Daisy, he was still the beautiful and proud boy standing against the sun on that warm afternoon. She was 16, and had met no one like him since then.