"Edward, is this how you take care of Daisy? She sprained her ankle, why did you let her walk by herself? You are so careless. In any case you should have given her a piggy-back ride. Don't tell me you can't lift her. Daisy is thin and slim. There's no excuse." Tom seized every chance to scoff at Edward. It was such a good opportunity, he was not going to miss it. So he kept nagging and blaming Edward the whole time he was there.
"Tom, it's not his fault. He wasn't there when I got injured." Daisy was not a person who liked to falsely blame others. So she eagerly tried to explain why Edward "allowed" this to happen. Edward wasn't around when she got injured, and she didn't tell him when they met up. All in all, she caused the injury all by herself. There was no reason to be angry with him. And she knew it was common that a rich young man like Edward would become moody and petulant sometimes. He had a temper, but she could bear it. Moreover, what he did was not totally unacceptable compared with what other people did when they got unhappy about something.
"You weren't with her when she got hurt? Edward, what's wrong with you? I am wondering how you take care of Daisy. You seemed oblivious that she got injured so seriously. What were you doing at that time?" Tom seemed to indulge himself in the roasting he was giving Edward. He applied the medicine he brought with him to Daisy's feet while he kept blaming Edward. He was like a whiny and annoying housewife, reluctant to stop talking even for one second, while Edward was strangely silent today. He didn't try to make any excuses and took all the blame. Because he thought he was responsible for Daisy's injury.
"Uncle Tom, be careful. Stop blaming my Dad. Concentrate on my mom. Don't hurt her anymore. You can't do your best work when you're busy blabbing like that." Justin slipped off Edward's knees and ran to his Mom when no one was aware. He closely watched as Tom applied the medicine. But when he heard Tom constantly nagging his Dad, he was flustered. He really worried about Tom. Didn't he know how wicked Edward was? Edward didn't do anything to him now, that didn't mean he would not avenge himself later when he got the chance. So Tom would certainly suffer from his own actions. Edward would certainly punish him for challenging him in front of so many people.
"Justin, you don't trust my med skills?" Tom pretended to be angry and stared at Justin. He skillfully and gently rubbed the medicine on Daisy's ankle. This was good for the absorption of the medicine, it was designed to penetrate the skin.
"Can I say no?" Justin asked while tilting his head, looking simple and honest. He was good at acting like an innocent little boy.
"No. And don't try those puppy-dog eyes with me. I know how smart you are, and you're far from innocent." Tom complained in his heart, 'Edward's evilness is almost too much for me, so how can I deal with his son too? God is so unfair. Why do such bad things always happen to kind people like me?'
"Thanks for the compliment. I also think the innocent and dumb expression does not match my personality. But Uncle Tom, I found it perfectly suits you. You'd look great with that." When it came to verbal arguments, if Justin didn't inherit one hundred percent of Edwards' eloquence, he at least learned ninety-nine percent of it. There was zero chance that Justin didn't know exactly what Tom was implying.
"Justin, don't be rude to your Uncle Tom." Daisy frowned. Under any situation, Tom was still older than Justin, and he needed to respect his elders, even if they were very close.
"Okay, I know, Mom." Justin pouted, looking depressed. But he would accept what his mother told him to do.
"Daisy, it's fine. We're just teasing each other. We're having a bit of fun. Don't blame him too much." Tom forgot that Daisy was a person who paid a lot of attention to etiquette. He had thought that she was just like Edward who had his unique manner and didn't take formality too seriously.
"How is she now? Is it serious? You'd better use the best medicine you have. Don't try to hide meds from me." Edward grinned. He was happy that Justin had vented his anger for him. They were father and son and belonged to the same team. Even when he didn't say anything, he had someone to help him achieve his goals.
"Am I that mean to you? I can't guarantee that I'm generous to everyone, but for Daisy, I use only the finest medicines. Nothing but the best for her." Tom stared at Edward. Did Edward really think that he was that mercenary? Of course, only Daisy could receive such special treatment. If it were Edward, it would be another case. After all, he was so rich. If Tom didn't exploit Edward, he would feel guilty for not doing so for all the poor people in the world.
Jonathan watched their exchanges in silence. In truth, whenever he saw this, he admired his son. Not because Edward was young, it was because no matter how lonely Edward was, he had several close friends that he could turn to and have fun with. Such friendship was a foreign thing that Jonathan had never experienced. Therefore he was deeply touched by this.
"Okay, let's go for a walk in the garden. Let the young people enjoy themselves." Cynthia was the one who knew Jonathan best. The subtlest change in his emotions would not escape her eyes. Except for her, no one knew the sorrow which was hidden in the bottom of his heart. Even if he thought he had covered it without leaving any trace, nothing got past Cynthia.