Don't Mess With My Evil Husband(Completed)

Chapter 9 The Farce of Two Maids

"Boss, please stop! I won't do it again!" Jay wailed loudly while running away into the distance.

After meeting Jay, Joyce returned to the villa unnoticed. Daniel was still asleep in the room. Joyce quietly slipped in as if nothing had happened.

Joyce woke up early in the morning. She walked out to the balcony. As Joyce was stretching, she heard someone open the door. Then she saw two maids walking in. "Huh? Where is Miss Willard?" One of the maids said. They didn't see Joyce because the thick curtains blocked her.

The two maids looked around the room and didn't find Joyce's figure. The shorted maid said, "Don't call her Miss Willard. She's just a money-hungry woman! I think she probably couldn't stand the ugly bastard and left!"

"That's right. This fool is ugly. No one is willing to marry him. Hey! Ugly bastard! Get up! How long do you want to sleep?!"Another maid said.

Joyce saw one of the maids roughly dragging Daniel off the bed. Her face was suddenly filled with coldness. How dare they treat Daniel so rudely. The butler must have instructed them. She can imagine how bad his life was before.

"What are you doing!" Joyce shouted as she came out from behind the curtain. The two maids' faces immediately changed. They said nervously, "Good morning, Miss Willard. We are coming to serve the young master ..."

"Really?" Joyce's tone got colder, "I thought you were abusing him! Get out!"

Those two maids hurriedly retreated. As they were leaving, they gave her a vicious glare. Joyce completely ignored them. She walked up to Joyce's side and asked tenderly, "Are you okay?" Daniel nodded his head.

Joyce helped him get into the wheelchair and said, "Why didn't you tell your grandma?"

Daniel's face looked even bleaker.

"Are you worried that she will be bothered?" Joyce guessed. She knew a bit about his family.

His family had abandoned Daniel. The only one who cared about him yet was his grandma. She sent him to Los Angeles to protect him from their family struggle. And she stayed in New York to fight for the things that should have belonged to him. Daniel didn't want to disturb the old lady in this case, which was entirely understandable.

Joyce pondered slightly, "I will handle them all. Remember, no matter what I do, you must be on my side. Do not drag on me, understand?" Daniel nodded.

Looking at his well-behaved appearance, Joyce lamented, "You look like a poor puppy. People can't wait to love you. How can they bully you like that?"

She couldn't help to reach out her hand and pinch his cheek. Daniel subconsciously leaned back, afraid she would touch the scars on his face.

"Why are you hiding? I don't mind your scars." Joyce cupped his chin, forcing him to look at her, "You don't need to be ashamed. The scar does not affect your looks. You still look handsome. The Medical tech is advanced now. The doctor can help you treat such scars. Then many girls will go crazy for you. "

"What about you?" Daniel looked deeply at her.

"Me?" Joyce laughed out. As she was about to say something, a knock came at the door. Joyce raised her eyebrows slightly. She dropped her hand and whispered, "Come in."

A maid pushed the door and said, "Young master, Miss Willard, the butler asks you two to go to the living room."

"Okay. " Joyce said with a smile. Daniel looked at her with a worried face. She whispered, "Don't worry, I probably know what's going on. It's not a problem!"

Joyce pushed Daniel's wheelchair and followed the maid downstairs. The butler was already waiting for them in the downstairs living room with all the maids.

Joyce looked up and saw that the two maids she had kicked out of the room earlier were standing in front of the butler. They covered their face and cried.

"What's going on here?" Joyce asked, pushing the wheelchair and pretending to look surprised.

"Miss Willard, you know what's going on." The butler said with a cold face, "I also want to ask you, what happened?" Saying that, the butler let the two maids come forward.

Those two maids lowered their hands from their faces, and both of them had red slap marks on their faces.

"Miss Willard, we were serving the young master as usual. How can you frame us for seducing the young master? And even hit us?" After saying that, these two maids cried even more fiercely.

"Young master, she is vicious and brutal. She hits people for pleasure and doesn't admit it. You can't let such a woman stay by your side!" The butler growled.

"Butler, they lied to you." Joyce looked at the farce with a smirk, "I didn't hit them both."

"Oh?" The butler sneered, "Miss Willard, if you didn't hit them, did the two of them hit themselves? That's ridiculous!"

"It's possible. Who says they can't beat themselves?" Joyce said.

"Miss Willard! You can't do whatever you want just because the young master tolerates you!" The butler chided in a deep voice, "How can you prove you didn't hit anyone!"

"Of course, I have proof." Joyce smiled lightly and walked up to the two maids. She raised her hand and hit their face.

The sound of a crisp slap rang out in the living room, followed by two dull sounds. The two maids were unstable from Joyce's slap and fell straight to the ground. Their two faces swelled up very quickly, and blood oozed out of the corners of their mouths. They felt that half of their faces were numb, and the pain on their faces made them unable to speak.

"Hey! How dare you hit them in public!" The butler pointed at her angrily.

"Grandpa butler, don't you want evidence?" She looked at him with an innocent face, "As you can see, I swollen their faces. If I had hit them, how could there be only a light red mark like that? This is not possible. "