It'll Come Naturally

Leena Leng stroked her flat belly. She'd been wandering all day without the slightest intention of going home. She snuck back
here without telling anyone. But now her big brother might have figured it out. Well, screw it. She was not ready to face his anger
yet.
All of this was because of that bloody foreigner. Indeed, he was handsome. He was wealthy. He was a romantic Frenchman. But
she was also pretty. She was also born with a silver spoon in her mouth. She was no worse than the Frenchman.
She kicked the little garden along the road. And stubbed her toes! Of all the rotten luck! The first day she came back, she slept
with a man whose face she hardly remembered. She only knew that the man had eyes full of sorrow. That's why she was drawn
to him. She was sad and lovelorn too.
She sat down on the bench beside the road, wondering whether she was really lovelorn. Did she love the Frenchman? If she
loved him, why did her heart not race when holding his hands? Besides, she said "no" to him several times, when he pressured
her for sex. Her conservatism drove him away.
But she was heartbroken the moment they broke up. After all, the French man was the first big boy type she fell in love with. He
was bright, handsome and, most of all, romantic like any Frenchman. That's what captivated her.
Leena shook her head. She knew it was too late to think about it again. But why was having sex the only way to show love? Her
rejection was the reason he left. He said what he wanted was no platonic love, but sex. Oh, to hell with that jerk. That's why she
flung herself at that guy in the bar and showed him a really good time.
Edward stared at the traffic jam in frustration. He honked the horn, then leaned back in his seat in annoyance. Helplessly he
turned around and looked at his passengers.
"What's wrong? Traffic jam?" Daisy looked out at the traffic.
"Yes. It might take a while. It's my fault. I forget how heavy traffic was about now." What Edward hated most was waiting.
Normally it was others waiting for him. This was not doing his mood any good.
"That's all right. It's still early. We can eat later." Daisy was always poised, so there was no hint of hurry in her cold face, only
detachment.
"Son, how about you? Are you hungry?" Edward looked at Justin and spoke caringly.

"No. I'm not hungry. It's okay to wait for a while." But deep down Justin was thinking of dinner. His voice sounded a bit low and
disappointed. He protested inwardly about the poise of Edward and Daisy. After all, he was trying to create a romantic evening
for them.
Edward saw his look and smiled knowingly. He knew that look occurred only when Justin's plans were foiled. But Edward didn't
know who he was plotting against.
Justin saw Edward's smile and thought, 'I'm plotting against you. Sadly, it didn't work.'
Annoyed at the heavy traffic, Edward fantasized abandoning the car. Idly, he glanced back at the road behind him, when
suddenly he spied a slight girl. He thought she was an optical illusion at noon, a heat mirage. But now he knew better.
Edward swerved and parked by the curb. He got out and rushed at the figure sitting on the roadside bench.
Leena noticed a person rushing toward her, and was confused. Was he chasing someone else? No, there was no one else
around. Oh no! It's Edward! She leapt from the bench and tried to escape.
"Leena Leng! How dare you run away?" Edward sported an angry look and spat out those cold and threatening words.
"Um... Edward, well... What a coincidence! What are you doing here?" Knowing there was no escape, Leena put on a big smile,
trying to please Edward.
'Gosh, the odds are against me. If Edward's here, my brother will be here soon.' The last thing she wanted was to be lectured by
her big brother. Strange that such a cold man could be an expert on criticizing others.
"Yes. What a coincidence. The person that should be in Paris is now in this city." Edward looked at her teasingly, wondering what
excuses she would come up with.
"Wow! That's strange. I was asleep, but when I woke up, I was here. Edward, I might have stumbled into a time machine. Leena
acted mysterious, then pressed close to Edward and plunged into his arms. Meanwhile, she burst into laughter.
"That's so you. You are still so mischievous. That's the lamest excuse!" Edward knew Leena was very eloquent. She could
always conjure up various excuses.
Daisy's face went pale. At first, she was just curious why Edward parked the car aside and ran out without saying anything. As a
soldier, she sensed something had happened, so she followed Edward out of the car. When she saw him running to that pretty

girl...
She could tell that girl meant a lot to him. Anyone could see that he looked at this girl with caring and loving eyes. Daisy stood
there quietly and watched them...at least until that girl fell into Edward's arms.
She kept consoling herself that the hug was just a signal of friendship. It represented nothing else. She told herself again and
again, 'Daisy, you should trust Edward. He will keep his promise.'