Journey to Happy Ending novel Chapter 466

Daisy felt safe and comfortable as long as Edward was around. The faint jasmine scent on his body reassured her that he was there and she could rely on him no matter what happened. This was what love felt like.

When the first morning light quietly came through the curtains, Daisy opened her eyes to find that Edward was affectionately watching her sleep. She rubbed her bleary eyes and gave him a faint smile.

"Morning, honey. Didn't you sleep at all?" Daisy asked. Now that she was awake, she didn't have to worry about touching his wound accidentally. She got into his arms, immersed in the familiar feelings his embrace gave her.

"Morning, my lovely wife. You were drooling. Be careful with the saliva on the corners of your mouth. My clothes might get stained." Edward hadn't slept since Daisy fell asleep. He had been watching her sleeping. His eyes hadn't left her even when the nurse came in to change the drip. The affectionate light in his eyes had made the nurse envious and wish she were the one he had been gazing at.

It made sense. After all, Edward was the ideal lover of the women in the entire city. All of them dreamed of being treated that way. At that moment, he looked at the woman beside him so gently and attentively it was an image beyond words.

"Drooling? No way!" Daisy was doubtful about his words, but she still wiped her mouth. When she found there was no saliva, she stared at Edward angrily. Damn it! She fell for his trick again. How could she have fallen for that since she had never drooled in her sleep?

"Aha, look at how silly you are, but I like it." Seeing his trick succeed, Edward laughed and kissed the corner of her mouth. At this moment, she wasn't aloof at all but adorable and delicate like an ordinary woman.

"Hey, can't you two be a little discreet? I don't have a girlfriend yet. How about thinking of my feelings when you behave so intimately?" Tom walked in suddenly without knocking the door. It seemed under Rain's influence he had lost all his manners.

"Um... morning, Tom," Daisy said and jumped off the bed immediately, feeling her face burn with embarrassment. This was the second time Tom had caught them making out. Wishing there were a hole she could crawl into, she fled into the bathroom as fast as she could.

"Edward, what's up with Daisy? Am I that terrifying? Why is she avoiding me?" Tom asked, rubbing his head.

"Are the doors to the wards in your hospital just ornaments? Why didn't you knock? Why are you here so early?" Edward felt speechless at Tom's abrupt appearance. Daisy was shy, she was ashamed enough when Tom had caught them then and there, but Tom had to joke about it after that. Of course Daisy had run away from the embarrassing scene. Couldn't he see he had put Daisy on the spot?

"You think this is what I want? It's a ward round." Tom shrugged and ignored Edward's first question. He wasn't impolite, just tended to forget his manners.

"This is the first time I've heard of rounds starting at 7 a.m. Is this a preferential treatment of this damn VVIP ward?" Edward gritted his teeth, looking at Tom. He had accidentally noticed there was a clock at the opposite end of the wall, a bonus of his dullness. That was why he knew the time.

"Haha, of course not. I'm special. Do you have a problem with it?" Actually an operation was scheduled at 9 a.m. Tom had made the time to check on Edward's wound before surgery. But instead of telling Edward the truth, he wanted to take this chance to annoy him, because the chance might never come again.

"Not really. My life is in your hands now. That would be too much of a risk to take." Edward managed a pathetic tone. He had to admit he was in no situation to negotiate with Tom. He had to put up with him for a few more days. There would be a serious reckoning after he recovered, however.

"Wow, it turns out you know quite well the pickle you're in. I thought you had no sense of danger." Tom began to check on Edward's wound carefully while he was joking. But he felt like one of his employees and he hated that feeling, so he pinched the area near his wound lightly. It wouldn't reopen the cut, but it definitely hurt.

"What the hell? You did it on purpose, didn't you?" Edward twisted his mouth with pain and shot a grim look at Tom. He didn't think that was a mistake. He was sure that he was abusing his authority to get back at him.