It'll Come Naturally novel Chapter 533

"So that's what you really think. Since she was so good, why did you betray her and choose to be with me in the first place? Maybe the truth is you didn't love her as much as you think," Yakira sneered in self-mockery. In Leo's heart, she couldn't hold a candle to Grace? But at least for all these years, it was her that was with him, not Grace.

"Yakira, you're asking for trouble. I would have never cast a second glance at you if you hadn't seduced me," Leo answered coldly. Betraying Grace was a wound that he never wanted to reopen. Maybe it was just like what Yakira had said -- he didn't love Grace as much as he thought, or he wouldn't have fallen for Yakira's trickery and betrayed Grace.

"You..." She loved, but was not loved -- that was the sharpest pain for any woman and that's the story of Yakira. As heart-broken as Yakira was, Leo added even crueler words. Now her heart was torn into pieces.

"Dad, how can you say that? No matter what she did in the past, she's loved you with all her heart and soul for all these years." Mary held Yakira tightly, her eyes full of ill will for Leo.

"With all her heart and soul? I don't think so," Leo sneered. He threw a glare at Yakira, then walked out of the room resolutely as if he could leave Yakira forever without the slightest bit of regret. There was no affection left between them in that moment.

"Mom, are you okay?" Mary asked with a caring tone after she carried Yakira to the bedside. Now she knew that her own place in the family was threatened, as well as that of her mother.

"I'm alright. Just leave me alone. I need some time to myself," Yakira answered. She looked so weak and fragile, like a fallen leaf waiting to be swept away with a gust of wind.

The night was tranquil, but in that house their thoughts were stormy. All of them felt they'd been through a lot, and their thoughts were still roiling in their heads. Everything looked gloomy and chaotic, and the proverbial light at the end of the tunnel could not be seen.

As the morning sunshine penetrated the dark night, people woke up from their dreams. Daisy opened her beautiful eyes, her long eyelashes flapping. After a long while, her eyes finally adapted to the bright sunlight. Today being a weekend, she slept late.

She stretched her limbs and turned around, hopeful of seeing Edward sound asleep, yet nothing. The fact that Edward was not by her side quite surprised her. She wondered when Edward got up and why she didn't notice. Were her senses less sharp now? Or did it show that Edward was even more agile than her senses could detect, that he could sneak out without her notice?

Her brows knitted, Daisy felt a sinking feeling, waking up and not seeing Edward around for the first time. She was used to opening up her eyes and looking at Edward sleeping like a log; she was used to his kiss in the morning. Now without his hug and kiss, she felt quite lost, even miserable.

Yes, miserable. When that word sprang up in Daisy's mind, she suddenly realized how much she was attached to Edward. Since when had she become so glued to Edward that even for one morning without him, she began to feel her life was incomplete. Was such strong affection a manifestation of her love for Edward or she was just being too sentimental?

"Mom, you're up?" Justin trotted over the moment Daisy emerged from the stairway, his face glowing with happiness. He was so happy that Daisy didn't need to go to the army base and could play with him today.

"Hey, my boy. Did your dad go out?" Daisy bent down and held him up. She glanced around, but found no one in the house, not even the maids. That abnormality confused her even more.

"No, dad is racing with grandpa in the garden. Neither of them is willing to give up, and everyone in the house is watching the race. I wouldn't have seen you if I hadn't come in for water." Justin reported what he knew excitedly, his eyes sparkling with enthusiasm.

"What? Running in the garden with grandpa? Doesn't your dad usually go to the gym for exercise? Why would he suddenly work out at home?" Daisy asked confusedly, then she picked up Justin and walked out into the garden.

"I don't know either. It seemed that at first grandpa challenged dad's physical strength, then dad started a race with grandpa to prove that he's stronger," Justin answered while he fiddled with Daisy's cascading hair. Occasionally, he sniffed the hair and found out that it smelled of jasmine, the aroma dad liked.

"Isn't your dad in rehab? Would such strenuous activity hurt him?" Daisy wondered. But next minute when she saw Edward and his father, she realized she shouldn't have worried that much, because it looked more like they were strolling than running.