Journey to Happy Ending

Chapter 220 He Belongs to Me

Daisy trotted off the training field, with her face dripping with sweat. Her sweat-soaked camouflage

combat clothes clung to her body, and she looked strong, bright, and brave.

Mark came up to her with her phone in his hand, which had already rung for several times. He said,

"Colonel, you are wanted on the phone."

"Thanks." Daisy took the phone and checked the caller ID. It was Belinda, who seldom called Daisy at

that hour of the day. She wondered why, and called her back.

"Hi, Belinda, what's up?" While Daisy was speaking on the phone, Mark handed a towel to her. She

took it and started to wipe her face, while her eyes were still fixed on the soldiers doing their exercises

on the training field.

"Do I need a reason to call you? ..." Belinda sounded hoarse and spiritless.

"Belinda, have you been drinking?" Daisy gave Mark the towel back, gestured to the other officers on

the field, and then went to her office to speak with Belinda privately.

"Yes, I drank a little, but I'm not drunk yet." Belinda patted her chest to assure Daisy she was telling the

truth, as if she was afraid that Daisy wouldn't believe her.

"Why are you drinking at noon? Where's Duke? Aren't you two together?" Daisy was a little worried

about her, but she was caught in a big dilemma, because she had to stay at the military base.

"Don't mention him to me! Maybe he's on a date with his ex-girlfriend." Belinda poured one more glass

of wine, and realized that she had strong feelings for Duke. That was why she felt so mad and sad

when he let go of her hand earlier in the day.

"What ex-girlfriend? Belinda, are you sure that you aren't drunk? Where are you? I'll send someone

over to pick you up." Daisy became very worried when she heard Belinda. She was already rambling,

and by the way, since when did Duke have an ex-girlfriend? Obviously she was hammered. It was said NôvelDrama.Org (C) content.

that Duke was the coldest among the sons of all the influential families, and he hadn't liked any woman

before her. How was it possible for him to have an ex-girlfriend?

"I told you already that I'm not drunk. I saw them with my own very eyes!" Belinda drained the glass

and belched.

"Fine. You're not drunk. Where're you?" Daisy wiped her forehead with the back of her hand, and

thought, 'This girl worries me to death sometimes.'

"Are you coming? I'm in the Misty Rain Box of Tender Whispers Western Restaurant. Doesn't it sound

romantic? It's a romantic Western restaurant, supposed to be for lovers. But I'm now all alone!" Belinda

wasn't sure where the sadness in her heart had come from. She had told the cabbie to take her

somewhere quiet, but the cabbie turned out to be full of romance and took her here. Fate seemed to be

playing a joke on her.

"Okay. Stay there." Daisy started to look for Duke's phone number in the directory on her phone, but

she couldn't find it. It then struck her that she had never saved his number.

Then she found the number that had been marked under the name "husband" by Edward. She dialed it

urgently.

"Hi, honey. Do you miss me?" Since Edward attended a lot of social activities, although he had drunk a

lot, he was still sober.

"No. What's Duke's phone number?" Daisy cut to the chase, which conformed to her military officer

identity.

"What for? He's with me right now." Edward raised his head and looked at Duke, who was also sober

and looking at Edward in confusion.

"Belinda is drunk. Ask Duke to bring her back. She's in the Misty Rain Box of Tender Whispers Western

Restaurant. Why are you two together, by the way? Have you been drinking?" Daisy sat at the desk,

worried. 'It's only noon. Why is everybody drinking?'

"What? Tender Whispers? That's the restaurant we're in right now. Don't worry, I'll ask Duke to go and

find her at once. We didn't drink, just sipped a little." Edward smiled happily, because obviously, he was

lying. Two bottles had been emptied by him.

"Okay. Don't drink too much, or else I'll be worried," replied Daisy, in a much softer tone.

"Yes, honey. I'll do whatever you want me to." Anything or anybody that concerned Daisy drew

Edward's immediate full attention. He loved to act unconventional before her, and to indulge in her

occasional tenderness.

"Stop talking your nonsense! I'm busy. Take care of Belinda. I'm going to have lunch." Daisy was just

about to hang up when she remembered that Edward had forbidden her to hang up first, so she waited

just in case Edward lost his temper again.

"Another delayed lunch? What have you been busy with lately?" Edward checked the time and winced.

"Oh, I've just finished training, and I'm going to shower before lunch." When lunch was ready in the

canteen, Daisy was busy reading the files in her office, and then she had to go to monitor the training.

When she spoke with Edward, it had been long past lunchtime. The soldiers had been working hard.

Even lunch breaks had been used to practice using equipment and weapons.

"You go to eat something. We're going to find Belinda now, but don't exhaust yourself. Okay?" Edward

was getting more and more worried about Daisy's health, because her meals were often delayed. How

could her stomach handle the effort?

"Okay, don't worry. I'll take good care of myself. Bye." Daisy smiled. 'Jessica, this man belongs to me.

All the things you did will only make me want to be closer to him. I won't be fooled by your words.'

"Duke, Daisy said that Belinda is here in the Misty Rain Box, and that she's drunk. Go and find her."

Edward raised his eyebrows and looked at Duke. 'Duke and Belinda even picked the same restaurant.

They are meant to be together, ' he thought.