About twenty minutes later, Daisy came out. She was wrapped in a bathrobe, holding a cigarette in her hand and puffing away.

I clenched my fingers tightly.

Daisy pinched my arm hard, and I cried in pain.

"Daisy."

She gave me a look of disgust, saying, "Don't call me! It's disgusting."

Then, she opened her mouth again.

I was nervous, thinking that she was going to scold me again.

It was all my fault. I always made her angry.

Seeing my expression, Daisy suddenly frowned and closed her mouth. She then turned around and walked straight into the room.

"I have nothing to say to you."

She said it casually, and I was so anxious that I stumbled forward and tried to catch her. However, I didn't notice that my shoelaces had been undone, and I fell to the ground awkwardly.

I wondered why she had nothing to say.

Pulling Daisy's trouser legs, I almost cried. "Daisy, aren't you going to tell a story today?"

When Daisy heard what I said, her whole body stiffened instantly.

I quickly explained, "You promised me before. As long as I defend and praise you when others scold you, you will tell me a story at night."

Daisy turned her head and looked at me in disbelief. She then shook my hand off, saying in anger and resentment, "Get lost! Are you really crazy?"

I reached out and grabbed her trouser leg again.

This time, she kicked my hand away with all her might and even stepped on my fingers accidentally.

I screamed in pain, looking at her who rushed into the master bedroom to avoid me. I was caught off guard and burst into tears.

She lied to me.

She didn't tell me a story.

Tonight, she was in a room with someone else, and she might be telling him a story.

I suddenly felt empty.

Fortunately, I didn't see the man in Daisy's room the next morning.

While eating, I was nervous and observed her expression motionlessly. She was looking down at the emails in her notebook with a frown.

I mustered up the courage to suggest, "Daisy, working while eating is not good for your health."

Being stunned for a moment, she frowned, put away the notebook, and instead lectured me. "Don't talk while eating or sleeping."

However, my heart leaped with joy.

It was because she really put away her notebook.

The next second, I stayed still.

Daisy closed her notebook and put it into her computer bag. She said while packing and organizing her stuff, "I'm going on a business trip. Anna will cook for you. Don't call me."