Love Strategy: CEO He is Really Scheming！-Chapter 720: Do You Think You Will Be Happy?

The two stood on the street, and Dawn Sutherland looked at Daisy Grant’s foot, frowning when he saw she wasn’t using a wheelchair, "Your foot injury hasn’t healed. Why didn’t you come out with a wheelchair? Walking in shoes will make the wound on the sole of your foot hurt a lot."

Daisy Grant smiled faintly, "It’s nothing serious. I specifically chose a pair of very lightweight, soft-soled flat shoes. The wound on the sole of my foot hurts a bit while walking, but it’s better than coming out in a wheelchair. Besides, I came directly from home by car, so I don’t have to walk much. It’s not very painful."

Dawn Sutherland pressed his lips together and nodded, "Are you in a hurry to go back? Otherwise, shall we sit and chat?"

Daisy Grant was slightly taken aback, then nodded with a smile, waved to her driver waiting on the roadside to take the car back home by himself, and sat down with Dawn on a bench by the street.

Daisy Grant opened a box of flower pastries and two bottles of flower tea, handing one to Dawn with a bright smile, "Aidan, would you like to eat some together?"

"Sure," Dawn replied.

The two sat on the bench, eating silently in the moonlight.

Dawn Sutherland took a small bite of the flower pastry. His eyes seemed deep, his features handsome, exuding a gentle and refined aura.

"Aidan, does the person you like also like flower pastries? The clerk just said you often come here to buy them." Daisy Grant broke the silence, asking with a soft smile.

Dawn Sutherland unscrewed the flower tea, took a sip, and nodded, his eyes growing even deeper, "Yes, the person I like also likes flower pastries."

Daisy Grant chuckled softly twice, but the originally sweet and fragrant flower pastry tasted inexplicably bitter in her mouth, much worse than usual.

Daisy Grant lowered her gaze as she ate elegantly, and Dawn watched her, his eyes shifting, then asked in a deep voice, "Daisy, don’t lie to me, in those five years abroad — did you live well?"

Daisy Grant’s eyes flickered, looking towards Dawn, "Aidan, why do you suddenly ask that?"

"Just answer me, I want to hear the truth." Dawn’s face was very serious.

Daisy Grant hesitated for a while, "Okay, Aidan, I’ll tell the truth — I actually didn’t live very well abroad. Every day was just school or home, a monotonous life. As you know, I usually sleep lightly, and probably because I wasn’t accustomed to it abroad, my sleep quality was even worse, which made me attend classes with dark circles every day. It’s not like I didn’t try to make friends; my first friend was Elsa, but Elsa wasn’t interested in just being friends — so later I simply focused on school and home, living those five years in silence and boredom."

Listening to her brief words, Dawn couldn’t help but feel heartache.

Those five years abroad were her most youthful, lively years, yet she led a dull and lifeless life, which was actually quite heartbreaking given the circumstances and causes of this maturity.

When you spend your most lively and vivacious youth living the calmest of days, it’s like wasting time, drowning in the agonizing long years.

"Why didn’t you come back?" Dawn couldn’t help but ask.

If she had returned, he would never have let her spend those five years like that but would have given her joy, letting her laugh happily every day.

Daisy Grant tightened her grip on the flower tea, her voice somewhat heavy, "Aidan, if I had come back early, the marriage arrangement would have been brought forward a lot, and I probably wanted to have a few more years of single life, not wanting to step into marriage so early. So I preferred staying abroad rather than coming back early."

Dawn’s thin lips pressed into a line, "Marry Aidan Sutherland, Daisy, do you think you’ll be happy?"