"Colonel, what happened here?" Kevin asked, looking at the injured soldiers. Seeing Daisy was bleeding again, he felt sorry for her.
"I'm fine. I just had a competition with Hank." Daisy answered him indifferently with a faint smile. The pain in her arm was reminding her how hard that punch was.
"What's wrong with him? Why is he so keen on competing with you?" Kevin didn't like Hank's narrow-mindedness. 'A man holding a grudge against a woman. Who does that?'
"Who knows? He's an odd duck, and always forces his will on others." Hank had competed with Daisy many times, but never won. Nonetheless, he kept trash talking her, saying she hadn't obtained her military rank through hard work. Of course, it wasn't true, but she didn't know why he thought like that.
"Ignore him. Let's go! I'll take you to the infirmary and have the wound bandaged again. If it keeps re-opening, the wound will never heal." Kevin knew that some people had problems with Daisy privately, but Hank was the first to make a public spectacle of his problems.
"I can go by myself. It's just a small injury. You go back to your work." Daisy didn't want to bother him with such a small wound. With the war game approaching, he had to be as busy as she was.
"Fine. Take care. Watch that. You don't want it to get infected." Kevin didn't insist, although he never stopped caring about her. He didn't want to pressure her.
"OK. Mark, let's go." Daisy
ney, I miss you too, very much. Are you OK?" His voice quavered. 'This isn't her. Something must have happened.'
"Yes, I'm fine. I just wanted to hear your voice." They loved each other, true. But he cared too much about his pride to tell the truth; she hesitated while she was already deeply in love. So neither of them expressed just how much they meant to each other, their deepest love. That was a mistake that might cost them.
"What happened? I know you. This isn't like you." Edward didn't believe her, although he was overjoyed to hear her sweet words.
"Edward, do you have to kill the mood? I was trying to give you a feel of being a man. You just don't understand it. Never mind. I have to work, you masochist!" Daisy hung up the phone angrily. She forgot that she was not allowed to hang up first.
However, Edward was all smiles after the call. 'She's herself again.' That was what he wanted. It didn't matter anymore who hung up first.
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