It'll Come Naturally novel Chapter 1629

"What happened to you?" Cynthia asked when they returned home. "I thought you were going to the beach?" Taking in Daisy's appearance, she grew inquisitive at once. "You look quite messed up," she continued to probe. Turning to her son, she looked at him expectantly for an explanation. The woman was freezing in wet clothes.

"We had a bit of an accident, that's all," said Edward, and then stealing a glance at Daisy who appeared uncomfortable under Cynthia's scrutiny, he added, "We'll just take a shower and get ourselves cleaned up. I'll explain later." Worried about Daisy, he just wanted her to get out of those wet clothes straightaway as she was on her period. She was particularly more susceptible to getting sick during such time each month, and thus, he wanted to ensure she was okay before sitting down with Cynthia.

"Don't worry, Mom," Daisy said, putting on a faint smile. "I just really need to get changed right now." Surprised to have Edward wrap a towel around her, Daisy didn't notice until then that since she was drenched all over, her clothes had become transparent. Thanking him quietly, she turned her attention to Cynthia again.

"Okay," Cynthia conceded. "Go on then. Even though it's still technically summer, you could still catch a cold." Whenever Daisy encountered problems, she always handled them with a calm and mature demeanor, and Cynthia just admired that about her. She was a woman who knew how to remain levelheaded, and generally did not like to trouble others with things she could deal with on her own.

After they excused themselves politely, Cynthia gazed after their retreating back. Once they disappeared out of sight, she turned towards Justin, and began to ponder about things.

"Why are you looking at me with such eyes, Grandma? Have I done something wrong?" the boy asked nervously. "You're freaking me out a bit." The boy couldn't help but feel guilty as she stared at him. Although he behaved well and didn't get into any trouble, he somehow felt the opposite under her overcritical gaze.

"Why don't you tell me what you did?" It wasn't Cynthia's first thought, but after Justin's strange response, she became suspicious. As the adults were too busy, she decided to dig for more information through her little grandson in the meantime.

"Okay!" conceded Justin helplessly. "I should not have pushed them to go to the beach today." A profound sensation overwhelmed the young boy. Although he was aware of their situation, he still urged his parents to come out in public like earlier. Now he realized, however, that he shouldn't have.

"Anything bad happened out there?" Recalling the awkward situation a moment ago, she started to feel nervous. Could something terrible have occurred while they were away?

"Oh. No, Grandma. Nothing serious," said Justin, and then sighed, "Mommy saved a drowning girl, and everyone recognized her. What she did will probably be reported in tomorrow's newspaper." As his mother never enjoyed the media's attention, he could tell that she must be upset by the possibility. Indeed, it was a commendable deed to save a girl's life, but at the end of the day, having it broadcasted for everyone to know compromised the privacy which Daisy favored so much more.

"That's good news!" exclaimed Cynthia, and then noticed the boy's disheartened look. Confused, she asked him, "She saved a girl! What's there to be upset about?" Being clever and noble enough, Cynthia was once a social icon who had been seen on the newspapers a lot. So this kind of situation never daunted her.

"Maybe if it were someone else, they'd be eager to get featured," said Justin, and then shook his head. "But not Mommy. She doesn't like that." Although he knew it was never his mother's intention, people were drawn to her because of her mysterious aura, brought by her consistent refusal to do any and all kinds of interview. It seemed like the more she deflected them, the more they pined to have her in the limelight.