Billionaire's Hated Wife

Chapter 6: Smith

After Judy returns to the restaurant, the manager strides quickly toward her. "Did she like the cake?" He asks with a curious tone. Seeing her reaction, he patiently awaits her response, showing a genuine interest in her answer, but the uncertainty of answering his question is clear on her face.

"Sir, I need to use the restroom. Can I please?" His expression quickly turns sour as he nods in response to her uncertainty.

Judy is having unbearable back pain, and after meeting Daisy, she requests her assistance. They enter the women's restroom, and she removes her uniform and top, asking Daisy to have a look at her back to examine the cause of the pain. "Wth, Judy!" Her yells resonate near her ear. "What happened? Y-you know it's hurting a little though." Daisy replies to her while panicking, "Blood is dripping!" She checks out her top instantly. Daisy is correct; there are tiny blood drops on her top.

As she is wearing a black top, nobody notices it. However, the stinging makes her doubtful about something like that. "You can't be that careless, can you? Let's go to the hospital now." Judy nods at her while putting on the top. Daisy tells the condition of her health to the manager, who gives his consent.

Fortunately, the hospital isn't far away, so it doesn't take much time to get there. After treating her wounds and buying the prescribed medications, they both come out of the hospital. "You're just careless! You've gotten hurt that severely and still don't care about it!" Despite receiving scowls from her relative, Judy pays no attention to her because she appreciates the fact that this girl is the only one who shows her care and concern in the self-centered city where they reside.

"My darling, don't worry about me; I'm all right now," she says confidently to calm her down. "Shut up, isn't it hurting?" "Umm, a little, but it's okay," Judy looks at her while grinning sheepishly. "You know I kind of feel better when I get hurt because I love to make you worried." Judy maintains easygoing conduct in response to Daisy's growing frustration while holding her hand and making eye contact. "In this world, only a few people are lucky to have a friend like you, and I got that one, so why don't I make her worry a little?"

Daisy expresses her dissatisfaction by glaring at her. "I'm also lucky to have you as my friend, but your carelessness scares me sometimes. If you don't take care of yourself, then who will look after granny?" Daisy says with her earnest, still caring tone that makes Judy hug her immediately.

"Thanks a lot for coming into my life." She says, smiling at her and after releasing her embrace, Judy walks past Daisy. "If I die someday, then please look after my grandmother." She playfully teases her by laughing and sticking out her tongue but gets amused by her humorous response, causing her to laugh even harder.

"Stop right here," she yells, "you silly girl!" She approaches her and firmly grasps her ear. "Argh, Daisy! It's hurting. Please let go of my poor ear." "Not until you promise me not to make this type of joke again." "Okay, okay, I'm sorry, my grandma; now please let go of me."

"Okay, I'm sparing you this time, but remember, this is the last time I am letting you go." She releases her grip on the ear, prompting Judy to breathe a sigh of relief and gently massage the affected area. "Oh, I have something important to tell you." "What's it?" Judy asks her curiously.

"Remember, I told you about my friend?" Daisy says, glancing at her intently. Judy's face reflects confusion as she can't remember anything. "Don't tell me you've gotten a boyfriend." Knowing the condition of her brain, Daisy rolls her eyes. "My friend just arrived here to meet me." "Ehhh! I mean, you two are dating already! How dare you, Daisy? I'm your best friend, and I know nothing about it!" Her continuous nagging breaks Daisy's tolerance level. Finding no choice, she pinches her n**ple hard. "Argh!" Judy screams, "My precious n**ple is gone!" Daisy covers her mouth to prevent passersby from overhearing their conversation.