It'll Come Naturally

Chapter 191 The Immortal Fighter

Justin smiled delightedly, and said, "Uncle Mark, what takes you so long to come to see me?" He was always pleased to see his uncle Mark dressed in the olive green uniform. He began to miss the days he had spent with his uncles in the military base. He didn't know if the old Commander had assigned too much work to his mom after his leave, but he was sure that she could prove to be a match for everything his cunning would throw at her. And about Lieutenant Colonel Hank, Justin also wondered whether he was still picking at his mother constantly.

"I trained with your mom. And shortly after we returned from our training, we began to busy ourselves again with the military exercises. Haven't you noticed that your mother was very busy these last couple of days?

Anyway, the worst thing was that Hank asked your mother to fight one-on-one with him, even though he knew that your mom was already wounded. It scared me half to death!" While he was talking, Mark was looking everywhere around the living room, and although Daisy had already asked him to feel at home, everything around him still seemed to be a little bit too luxurious for him to handle. He pretended to be calm and relaxed, because, thanks to Daisy and the long periods of time that he had spent with her, over time, Mark had managed to learn some sort of indifference to everything from her.

"What? That snake committed some acts of hubris to mom again? Is my mom okay?" Justin was upset when he heard this. Although the wound wasn't that serious, the stitches still could've split.

"Um! The wound reopened, and your mom went to the infirmary to get new stitches..." Mark still felt frightened when he thought of this. The procedure involved pulling out the old sutures, reducing the inflammation and disinfecting it again, which all sounded to be very painful. The sweat that had come from Daisy's face had been enough proof for it. Contentt bel0ngs to N0ve/lDrâ/ma.O(r)g!

"Damn! Why is that man so stubborn? What about Uncle Kevin? Didn't he help to mediate?" Justin knew his mom very well. His mother never backed down when people offended her, and always

accepted the challenge with pride.

"Kevin didn't know about it only until they finished their match," replied Mark. He had never treated Justin as an ordinary child, because Justin's sense of strategy was even tougher than his. That was why Daisy reported everything to Justin.

"And? What happened? Was Hank put down?" Justin was well aware of Lieutenant Colonel Hank's power, but he only had the guts to offend his mother because of his highly placed connections.

"Yes! Your mother won all rounds! It made me feel like Hank asked for it, and that he enjoyed torturing himself. If that's not the case, then why would he challenge your mother every time just to lose?" Mark didn't understand why Lieutenant Colonel Hank did this again and again. Sometimes, he even admired his strong resilience.

"He is an indestructible cockroach, he lives for taking beatings from people. He can't survive without them," snorted Justin, disgusted by Lieutenant Colonel Hank.

Mark was too simple to understand what Justin meant. "Why?" he asked.

"He needs to blow off steam! Narrow-minded people like him could die from depression if they can't get their fix." Like an adult would do, Justin was analyzing Hank's odd behavior, which amazed Mark. This weird scene was captured by Daisy and Edward when they came in.

"Mom! You're here! Let me see your wound!" Justin dashed to Daisy instead of Edward, with a frowning and worried look painted on his childish face.

Edward said nothing but nodded to Mark, and then thoughtfully turned to look at the two most important people in the world in front of him.

"Um... It's fine, the pain is all gone," said Daisy, while touching Justin's face. In front of her son, Daisy was always agreeable, tender and full of love, the opposite of the indifferent and distant Daisy from work.

"It's not fine! You had to have it stitched again, and you knew that Hank was not a good man! Why did you still fight him?" Mark didn't mention this, but Justin knew that Lieutenant Colonel Hank would certainly not miss any opportunity to exploit his mom's weaknesses. No wonder that he was never considered for promotion. How could a military base trust a guy like him?

When Edward heard this, he quickly held Daisy's injured arm and carefully checked on it. His handsome face was stricken with remorse when he didn't see the original bandaging on the wound, but he realized something then, and more exactly, which was why Daisy hadn't fallen in love with him. He hadn't given her enough attention, and he thought that he knew her, but in reality, he couldn't even notice the details shining on the surface. How could he ever manage to win Daisy's heart?

"What happened? Why did you get stitched again? And who the hell is Hank?" asked Edward. He seemed to be gloomy not only on the outside, but also on the inside, his heart was filled with an endless melancholy when he heard that she suffered again.

"I'm okay, I just wasn't careful with the wound. Lieutenant Colonel Hank is a hell of a guy!" Daisy didn't want to see the morose look on Edward's face, which made her feel somehow sad, and she made a joke to cheer up the people. Mark was shocked at her joke, and thought to himself, 'Is she really our colonel?' He had never seen the wicked side of Daisy in the army, not until now.

"Pff! Mom, judging from what he did to you, and dad's reaction, I don't think so. I don't think he's a bit nice." There were two reasons to explain why a soldier couldn't be up for promotion in the army anymore. The first one was that he had reached the top, and the second was that he couldn't live up to that standard of life. Lieutenant Colonel Hank couldn't get promoted because of the second.

"Justin, don't discredit people! After all, he is much older than you., and you should respect him!" said Daisy, with a cold expression written on her face. No matter what Lieutenant Colonel Hank had done to her, she didn't want it to affect Justin and stir up rancor deep inside him, because this was not helpful for his growing up.