It'll Come Naturally novel Chapter 409

Michelle smiled in embarrassment when her guard shouted at her. She threw a stone at him to catch his attention. When the guard spun, ready to speak, Michelle put her forefinger to her lips to hush him up. Then she made gestures to show that she was fine and that they should actually stop what they were doing and hide.

Michelle was by no means an easy-going girl. Irritated by Luke's rude conduct toward her moments ago, she began to find fault with him. It seemed she had forgotten what Daisy had told her. Michelle said to Luke in an angry tone, "Well, you... should apologize to me."

In contrast to Daisy's tolerance to Michelle, Luke was savage in the way he treated this naughty girl. He slapped her without hesitation. It was so fierce that Michelle passed out. He seemed to have no sympathy for any girl. He was really cold-hearted in giving Michelle such a heavy slap. What a rude monster!

Edward gave Luke a thumb-up approvingly for his brave conduct. At this critical moment, Luke seemed to be the only man who was fearless and decisive enough to take action against a capricious girl. However, Edward wondered what kind of hell Luke would catch when she woke up. Probably too much hell, but too much fun for the rest of the group. To be frank, Edward longed for that moment a lot.

Daisy's lip curled to show a trace of disapproval. Although Michelle was behaving improperly, she was a tender, pretty young girl. Luke didn't consider this at all, and slapped her to show his displeasure with her actions. It seemed he wasn't willing to spend time and energy in understanding a woman. If this was how Luke treated all women, he'd probably find himself perpetually single in the end. And even if anyone would marry him in the future, she'd probably get angry with his attitude all the time.

"It's quiet now." Luke noticed that Daisy and Edward were looking at him because of his audacious behavior, so he curled his lips to force himself to smile. But his attempt only turned out to be futile. Actually, he felt no guilt for slapping Michelle. He could not smile sincerely enough to defuse the tense situation at all. His smile was so perfunctory that they could see through him completely.

"How many bullets do you have?" Daisy lowered her voice and asked. They should save their bullets as much as possible when Michelle's men were fighting with the gangsters.

"Just a few. We're almost out." Edward furrowed his brow. None of them had imagined that there were so many gangsters who were so well equipped. His group had consumed the majority of their bullets in the fighting.

"We must use the rest of our bullets economically! Don't waste any ammo. Every bullet must be saved for a critical moment. If you don't have a clear shot, don't waste the bullets." Daisy raised her head to look at the gangsters who were approaching inch by inch. A trace of coldness shimmered in her sparkling eyes. Then she raised her weapon and targeted at a man hiding behind a tree. She popped off a shot as soon as he leaned out from behind the tree to peep.

Edward looked at Daisy when she was shooting. She was quite decisive and ruthless. She aimed at her enemies' heads, and none of her bullets had missed their target. The enemies died before they could breathe their last. Daisy was indeed calm and cool in killing those gangsters. If he hadn't seen it with his own eyes, Edward would never equate Daisy, the woman who blushed easily in his arms, with such a cold-blooded killer.

"Don't stare at me. Watch our enemies. This is the moment of death or survival. Even the smallest mistake could mean your death."