It'll Come Naturally

"How does Edward truly feel about you? Is he with you because of Justin, or is it because he has fallen for you?" At that
moment, Belinda vividly remembered the woman who made an intimate call to Edward. Could that be Daisy? Belinda recalled
his affection for Daisy yesterday and figured that it was quite likely.
"I'm not sure. He said he would try to love me, and I just dropped all my defenses and jumped into his seductive trap without
looking back." Daisy closed her eyes, thinking that at least Edward was sincere to her now. She decided to give him a chance
despite the uncertainty. She decided to work for it no matter what the outcome. Perhaps by that time, she would finally lose all
hope!
"I suppose he's serious! In the past few months, I haven't once read about any of his scandals. Is it possible that you are the
woman who made the CEO of FX International reject all the other girls?"
Belinda paid attention to the papers. Stories about Edward's secret son had been quite the scoop, but nothing came of it
because none of the involved parties gave a reaction to the rumor. Belinda didn't know it was Justin, so she always thought the
stories involved another woman.
"I don't think they meant me! I've only been with him for the past few days. I sent Justin to his place and went straight to drills a
while ago." Daisy was a bit concerned, worrying that he might have another woman he loved profoundly.
"Really? Then who else could it be?" The memory of the phone call again surfaced in Belinda's brain. She was doubtful, too.
"Nevermind, stop thinking about it. Let's go! Didn't you say we will go shopping? My time is in your hands today." Daisy didn't
want to question the sincerity of Edward's claims. She would rather trust him than speculate infidelity.
"Yes, you should offer me some advice. Speaking of, recently I have been feeling that I am getting quite old. I'm nothing
compared to the young girls out there." Although Belinda knew that she was still in her best years, she lost her confidence
whenever she compared herself to younger girls.
"You do realize you're getting old? So, go find someone to marry." Daisy looked at her, amused that even Belinda could lose her
confidence.
"Yeah! Colonel Daisy, why can't you introduce me to a noble and handsome young man from the military base? I do want to get
married! Otherwise, my father will set me up with some oddball." Belinda exclaimed with desperation because she was sure that
Zachary would undoubtedly do such a thing. Her father was also quite capricious!

"A young officer? I do know an excellent young man, but I'm not sure if he's got a girlfriend." Daisy thought about Kevin Gu, but
she felt that Belinda and Kevin wouldn't get along, so Belinda should stick with Mr. Cold.
"Really? I don't care if he's got a girlfriend. There are only lazy mistresses, no unbreakable relation. Any mistress who's not lazy
can successfully steal other girls' boyfriend." Belinda held Daisy's arm as they walked out of the cafe laughing.
MY Mall was the hub for all brand clothes in S City. Naturally, it became a popular choice for the high rollers, the well-to-do
women and the wealthy wives. The mall was also a property of the FX International Group. It had a tremendous reputation, but
Daisy didn't care about that too much. She came in only because Belinda dragged her along.
Daisy's casual look undoubtedly attracted the resentment of many people. Since this was just a shopping trip, she didn't put on
one of the fancy dresses that Edward had bought for her. Instead, she chose a pair of fitted jeans and a long and loose blouse
that she usually wear. She looked casual but fashionable, yet the look didn't go well with the upscale ambiance of the mall.
Belinda was very excited because the latest trends and fashion easily swayed her. The Mall featured unique styles and products,
so it was unlikely for her to run into anyone who wore the same clothes. That was why she brought Daisy here.
Daisy ignored everyone and calmly followed Belinda. She didn't care how others feel about her. All she wanted to do was to
keep her head high up.
"Daisy, how about this one?" Belinda pointed towards a skin-colored short skirt.
"It looks nice, and it also matches your complexion. Try it on if you like it!" Daisy was casually looking at the clothes. No one took
notice of her, probably because of her attire.
"Miss, this is our new stock this month. It's the first display of the exclusive collection designed by L.N. this year. It brings out the
feeling of European royalty. You must put it on; you'll look incredibly chic in it." The store clerk was giving a detailed description.
She noticed the designer brands that Belinda had on, so she was sure that Belinda was wealthy enough.
"Then I'll give it a try." Belinda raised her eyebrows to Daisy, visibly excited.
"Yeah! Go ahead! I'll look around for you." Daisy nodded. On her small face, there wasn't a hint of any emotions. She carefully
examined the racks, discreetly making choices for Belinda.
A woman wearing heavy makeup walked in, her high-heel shoes knocking loudly on the floor. Her stunning curves frivolously
glorified her beautiful body, drawing the attention of many bystanders.

"Miss Ouyang, you're here. The new collection you wanted a few days ago has arrived. Do you want to try it on?" The name
'Miss Ouyang' gave Daisy a brief pause in her search for clothes, but she didn't react and continued searching.
"Sure, bring it out!" Mary Ouyang arrogantly raised her head, glancing at Daisy. Mary acted with an expression of contempt and
bewilderment, thinking how could a woman dressed like that can afford the clothes here. And the woman seemed so focused.
Since Daisy's back was towards Mary, Mary had no way of knowing that this was the very same Daisy whom she had arduously
tried to banish from her family. Mary thought that the woman was just a nobody.
"Miss Ouyang, here is your garment." The clerk attentively handed the garment to Mary who was as wealthy as it got. Common
people could not think of crossing her.
"Yes!" Mary gave Daisy another disparaging look and walked towards the changing room.