Chapter 493
The Billionaire’s Maid Bride
The manâs gaze made Daisy feel threatened, she wanted to back away, but she was already backed against the wall.
Though scared, Daisy gathered her courage, clenching her fists, âMr. Wilton, Iâm Francesâ fiancée, soon to be a part of the Boswell family. I know youâre worried about Francésâ health, butâ¦.â She wasnât sent by Mina.
She was interrupted by the man before she could finish her sentence. âIf not for you, why would my brother be in the hospital?â
âIâ¦â Daisy trembled, âWhat does this have to do with me?â
âStill playing innocent? Whatâs the point of playing dumb now? My brother is allergic to mango, yet you fed him a cake with mango in it, which caused him to go into shock. If his exposure was any higher, his life could have been in danger. Heâs in the hospital because of you. Tell Mina, if she wants to mess with me, Iâm not scared of her.â
Daisy was startled, what? Frances was allergic to mango? Frances was in the hospital because of her?
âIâm sorry, I really didnât know.â Guilt welled up in Daisyâs eyes.
âYou didnât know? Thatâs a laugh.â Wilton didnât buy it.
Tears welled in Daisyâs eyes. She hadnât thought that she was the cause of this. If she hadnât served the dessert, Frances wouldnât have eaten it. The food that was usually brought up to the third floor was always checked by John, or made by John himself. This would never have happened. It was because she served it last night and John didnât check it, and Frances trusted her.
Thinking about Frances trusting her, Daisy felt a wrenching pain in her heart. It felt like a big hand was squeezing her heart mercilessly. âIâm sorry, Iâm sorry, I want to see him. Mr. Wilton, please let me see him.â
Wilton looked at the woman before him, who was pleading desperately. She had smooth skin and delicate features, and her eyes were now red, making her look pitiful. Any normal man would not refuse her, but Wilton had already seen through Minaâs true nature. He wouldnât sympathize with anyone sent by Mina. âBefore I get really mad, Daisy, leave the hospital now, or Iâll have security escort you out.â
Daisy bit her lip, her voice trembling, âMr. Wilton, please let me see Frances.â If she couldnât check on him, she would be very anxious.
From the ward came a weak and hoarse voice, âDaisy, is that you?â
The voice was soft, but in this special care ward, where there werenât many people, the voice could be clearly heard. Wilton and Daisy were very familiar with Frances voice. The first one to react was Daisy.
Her eyes lit up and she walked past Wilton into the ward.
Wiltonâs lips were tightly pressed together as he took a step forward. John stopped him and whispered, âMr. Wilton.â
Wilton stopped and looked at John, âYou better give me a reasonable explanation.â
John said, âI can tell, since Mr. Frances got sick, this is the first time Iâve seen a light in his eyes after meeting Miss Daisy. Even if Miss Daisy is a spy sent by Mina, if she can make Mr. Frances happy, I think itâs worth it.â
Wilton was taken aback.
John continued, âMr. Francesâ health condition is still uncertain, I hope every day of Mr. Francesâ future is full of happiness. Miss Daisy can make him happy.â