Chapter 960: Good Job(part one)

"What happened, Daisy?" Cynthia asked anxiously as she saw Daisy rush across the dining room.

"Oh! I'm about to go to the kitchen to fetch some ice bags. I seem to have used too much force and caused some bruises on his leg. I'm going to apply cold compress on him and then apply some medicine." Daisy said, looking embarrassed, with guilt written all over her face. The man she hurt was Cynthia's only son and she couldn't be sorrier.

Is it very serious? Do we need to send for Tom to have a check-up on him?" Cynthia automatically stood upright upon hearing her. The concern in her eyes was immeasurable.

"No, it's not that serious. I can take care of him. Don't worry, you may continue to eat. I will handle him and it will not take me long." Daisy directly walked into the kitchen as she finished her words. The ice bags were brought there by Tom the last time. They had been reserved in the fridge and were handy anytime.

"Grandma, continue to eat your dinner. Daddy is just exaggerating. He is just doing that to gain Mommy's sympathy. He is fine. Don't worry too much." Justin wasn't able to stop himself from saying those as he saw how anxious his grandmother was. His Daddy was a mischievous man after all. He was even more mischievous than himself.

"Really?" Cynthia still felt really worried. She felt restrained from rushing to Edward because she didn't want Daisy to feel guilty. It took her more seconds hesitating before she finally sat down.

Don't worry, Mom. Mr. Mu will be fine. Mrs. Mu won't hurt him too much." Luke also assured Cynthia as he saw her worried face.

"Lukie, doesn't it sound strange? You call me Mom but you call Edward Mr. Mu, does that make sense?" Cynthia frowned. She had told Luke that she took him as her own son. How come he was still so polite? She didn't know what to do anymore to make him forget about all these formalities.

"Well... I just get used to it. It is difficult for me to change the appellation now." Luke pursed his lips. Although he knew that Cynthia was right, he still thought that it was better to remain as it was.

"Fine, whatever, just suit yourself. I have told you so many times about the appellation but you never listened. Fine, just let it as it is. I won't push you." Cynthia heaved a sigh. She shouldn't feel bothered as long as his new son was comfortable. Luke seemed to be closer to Edward even than to herself. That was a delight.

Luke raised his head and glanced at Cynthia. He opened his mouth but then he wasn't able to find the right words. Thus, he shut his mouth back. There were just no words to explain what he wanted to explain. Sometimes, silence spoke louder than words.

Edward was overjoyed to see Daisy come back to him. He thought she didn't care and just left him there alone. It was not until he felt something cold on his leg that he realized what Daisy had done. She fetched ice bag for him.

Does it hurt? Try to challenge me again, huh!" Daisy said in annoyance as she raised her gaze and looked at his furrowed eyebrows. Her angry look was a contradiction with how gentle she was when she attended to his bruise.

"No, not at all." Edward pretended with a forced smile. But the great pain coming from his leg told him what he had to pay for telling the lie.

"Okay. It may be a little painful when I apply the medicine though. I will massage the bruise with the iodine first and then apply some ointment." Daisy put the ice bag aside and placed his leg on her lap. She poured some iodine on her palm and rubbed it on his bruise. Then she began to massage.

The CEO's face automatically turned red as beads of sweat started forming on his forehead. Who said that it didn't hurt? It hurt like hell! He gritted his teeth to suppress the pain from showing on his face. He was a tough man and he didn't want Daisy to look down upon him and mock him. Daisy flashed a cunning smile. Did Edward really think she wouldn't do anything to him? It seemed that he didn't want to talk to her at all. Well, how about using more force to massage him? Daisy acted on her thoughts and as expected, she heard a painful growl from Edward immediately.

Ouch! It hurts. Are you sure that you're applying the medicine and not murdering me?" Edward tried to take his leg back but Daisy gripped it harder. He never saw this coming. How could he suddenly end up as the lamb on the slaughterhouse under her mercy?

"Didn't you say it didn't hurt? Huh! You lied," said Daisy with a sly smile. She stopped the trick and continued to apply the ointment on him carefully. It was only a joke anyway and she knew when to stop. The whole thing might turn ugly if she crossed the line.

"How about I press your leg and see if it hurts?" Edward said with a sullen face. He never thought that the upright Daisy could actually stab his back just like that.

"Okay, Come on, I'm giving you the chance to press here." Daisy smiled gently and put her foot before him. She would like to see how he wanted to revenge himself.

Huh! Stop fooling around! You have no injuries on your leg at all. By the way, do you really think that I could hurt you?" Edward finally opened his eyes and stared at her angrily.

"You can see by yourself whether I have injuries or not." Not taking her foot back, Daisy looked at him with full ease.

"Honey, judging it from what you said, did you get injured again?" Edward suddenly forgot his own injury upon hearing what she said. He didn't even mind about their argument and hurriedly rolled up her leg trousers to examine her. The sight of the white bandage on her leg proved that his guess was right.