Chapter 435: A Real Tyrant (part two)

"Not very valuable. But it's very important to me. Thanks!" Daisy meditated a little and opened the box. She sighed with relief seeing it was kept complete. It was the only thing her mother left in the world. She couldn't get it lost anymore.

Colonel, are you... okay?" Although he decided not to ask about Edward, he was still concerned about her. So he asked in a roundabout way.

"Oh! I'm fine. Put it in your bag! Bring it to my home later." Daisy handed the box back to Mark. Although she said it was not very valuable, it was an antique worth hundreds of millions of dollars. So she decided it was better not to carry it with her. She might lose it accidentally, and it would be a huge loss. She had spent a long time searching for it and finally found it. She couldn't be careless anymore.

"Yes. I'll take it back to your home and then return to the army base to get you the file." Mark put the box back to his briefcase carefully. Could he do any less? The Colonel said it was very important to her.

File? What file?" Daisy frowned slightly. Didn't she let Kevin ask for a few days off for her? Why was there still some file she needed to deal with? Was it about the yearly elite soldier selection event? Was she appointed director again? She had assumed responsibility for this event for the past few years. Couldn't he appoint other person to do it this year? For example, he could use Hank, who always gave her a hard time, to handle the event. He had always wanted to participate in it. Just let him do it and he would know what a pain it was. Or he would always consider it light duty every year and taunt her due to some stupid thing or another.

"I don't know either. I received the phone call as soon as I arrived at the hospital gate. So I'll have to go back to the base again." Mark touched his head in sympathy. He didn't know what the file was about either and why it had to be handed to the Colonel right this moment.

Okay. I see. Go get it, I guess." Although she was very worried about Edward's injury, she couldn't forget she was a soldier with duties. If the higher-ups told you to do something, you did it. After all, every soldier's duty was to obey orders.

Yes, Colonel. I'm taking off." Mark made a standard salute with the sound of "pat". He turned and walked away at a steady pace. He made a sudden exit, just like his sudden arrival.

Daisy sighed resignedly, and kept walking towards the intensive care unit. She wouldn't shake this anxious feeling off until Edward woke up.

Have you eaten anything, Mrs. Mu?" Mrs. Wu asked in a careful tone, seeing Daisy return so quickly.

Yes! I've already had some. You cooked well -- the meal was delicious." Daisy smiled a little. Although she didn't try every dish, she knew they all were what she liked to eat normally. So she didn't spare her praise. What made her feel better was that the curtain of the intensive care unit was pulled open again. She could see him through the glass window, and not have to worry too much. He'd been asleep for a long time and was still lying quietly on the bed. He hadn't moved. She was relieved to see there weren't any sudden severe complications.

It's no big deal. My work isn't hard at all compared with Mr. Mu's life!" Mrs. Wu wiped her wet eyes. She had been tending to Edward for many years. Her heart was full of sadness when she saw him lying without any movement. Edward was kind. And an upper class kind-hearted person was rare indeed. He was easy-going most of the time as long as he was not offended. So all the servants did things for him carefully.

Daisy bit her lip and didn't say a thing. She suddenly found the air here was very stuffy and suffocated her. She needed to get away, to escape that environment.

Mrs. Wu, I'm going to the garden to get some fresh air. Let me know immediately if there's anything wrong." Daisy turned and walked out without waiting for Mrs. Wu's response. There were swimming tears in her eyes. Mrs. Wu's words stung her heart again. Her guilt welled up in her heart. She felt that she was the one to blame for Edward's condition.

Did I say something wrong? Mrs. Wu muttered to herself. Daisy's quick exit bothered her. She really couldn't understand why Daisy would need to go to the garden suddenly since she was calm a minute before.

Daisy rushed to the garden and stopped , panting. She made a fist and pressed it to her mouth to prevent herself from crying out. She looked up at the sky to keep the tears from falling from her eyes.

This situation reminded her of the afternoon twelve years ago when they met. He was spirited at that time, but now he was weak. She couldn't help feeling heartbroken because of it.

She leaned weakly against the big tree behind her. The bright sunlight shone on her pale beautiful face through the leaves and finally made her feel a trace of warmth.

In the eyes of many people she was strong as a soldier. But she was also a woman. Sometimes she could feel weak and sensitive as well. That's why she almost burst into tears when hearing Mrs. Wu's words. My work isn't hard at all compared with Mr. Mu's life.

If he didn't run to her suddenly and take the bullet for her,she would be the one lying in the room! She should be the one lying there! In that case, would he feel the same way? Consumed with guilt because of her grave injury? After all, he was innocent from beginning to end, wasn't he?