My Supermodel Wife

This scene was almost the same as the last time she met him. He also took Daniel when he visited her.

For some reason, Lilia felt somewhat helpless as she continued to squeeze her fist.​​

Was this majestic man afraid that his actions would be questioned that he even bothered bringing the simple-minded Daniel here?

Daniel paced from the coffee table around the bed. He reached out and pulled the straps of his pants while grinning. "Sister, I bought you a lot of things. I happened to see Mr. Alfred on the street so we decided to come together."

That man was no longer Daniel's mentor now, but her younger brother still used an honorary title for him.

Lilia approached Daniel and saw the many bags on the coffee table. "Why are you carrying this many? This hospital already has everything."

"Sister, are you okay?" Daniel didn't answer her question and just leaned forward to see the lump on her forehead.

When he looked, he also walked around Lilia's body until he finally saw the wound on her ankle. He immediately watched it closely.

"I'm fine, just sit down quickly." Lilia pointed to the sofa, then she looked at Alfred who was standing not far from there while still holding the rose. Her expression faded as she called, "Mr. Alfred, sorry, I made you worry again."

Alfred's deep gaze fell onto Lilia's ankle, a gloomy light flashed through his eyes.

He pursed his lips and walked to the wall cupboard on the side. He put the rose on the table and turned around. "No problem, I did plan to come to the hospital to see you. How are you?"

Lilia nodded. "I'm fine, nothing serious."

They spoke to each other with short replies, and instead of being friendly, Lilia established a more careful and polite attitude.

She still wasn't sure if Alfred was really the owner of Galaxy Real Estate. But if it was true then he had snatched Jean's contract and deliberately humiliated him by offering a lower price. How dare he still come and face her calmly now?!

Was he sure Lilia wouldn't be able to see through his mask or would he continue to pretend to be a gentleman of honor?!

Lilia looked at Alfred, the man hardly had any emotion on his face.

He was still such a gentle person, his eyes were gazing tenderly and his smile was shallow.

Alfred did not miss the moment of Lilia's gaze. He curled his lips and caught a sharp glare from Mellisa. "Miss Mellisa, why are you looking at me like that?"

Mellisa did not expect him to talk to her like that. Surprised, she looked away and saw a bouquet of roses. Then she warmly said, "Mr. Alfred, are you used to visiting patients and bringing them roses?"

What was the point!?

Alfred followed her line of sight and looked at the bouquet he brought earlier. "Sorry, these roses were the only ones left in the shop." As he said, he turned his head and looked at Lilia. "I hope you don't mind."

Before Lilia could speak, Daniel felt the atmosphere was a little wrong. He looked around and then raised his hand. "Sister, he's right. I went there with him after I bought you these. There were only roses and chrysanthemums left."

Mellisa couldn't help but cursed him inwardly. 'You stupid child...!'

She was forced to give up the topic after Daniel chimed in.

Lilia also smiled, but she didn't give any response.

When Alfred took the seat by the bed and sat down, he stretched the cuffs of his coat. "I just met you recently. I didn't expect that you would be hospitalized in just a few days."

After she finished speaking, Lilia sighed. "It's called an accident for a reason. No one thought it would happen, not even me."

Alfred narrowed his eyes. "Then, has Mr. Jean already investigated this 'accident'?"

He took the initiative to mention it and this made Lilia feel weird.

She wouldn't be so stupid as to answer honestly, so she only vaguely said. "Maybe."

Alfred's gaze moved from her ankles to her face. The look in his gaze was very complicated. His thin lips moved and he stopped speaking.

Lilia saw this scene and blinked softly. "Is there something that brought Mr. Alfred here?"

Alfred was silent and shook his head slowly. "It's okay, I just want to see how you're doing. I just arrived in Surabaya too. If you need anything, you can call me anytime. I still have something to do after this so I'll take my leave first."

After he got up, the man nodded at Mellisa and hurriedly left the ward.

His steps were a little rushed, he didn't even say goodbye to Daniel.

On the ward, Lilia and Mellisa looked at each other, only to agree that they felt something weird with him.

Alfred clearly wanted to say something just now, but the man deliberately stopped himself.

The sisters' thoughts jumped out of control, and Daniel just stood there dazed, not knowing what had really happened.

...

When Alfred returned to his car in the lower floor, his expression was grim.

He took out his cell phone and made a call.

"Young master!"

"Take Milia to the Sakura Teahouse to meet me," he only made one sentence and hung up the phone.

Damn, why couldn't life just go according to his way?

Half an hour later, he arrived at Sakura Teahouse.

In the room, Alfred sat at the tea table wearing a gray plain shirt. He leaned back on the chair, his gaze was as sharp as a knife and shot on Milia's figure heartlessly.

Today's Milia looked like an ordinary hiker without fancy and beautiful clothes.

Alfred stared at her sharply, and even if he didn't say anything, the serious look on his face caused Milia to panic.

"Mister Alfred ..."

Milia pursed her lips, it took her a long time before she muttered his name in a low voice.

She was afraid of the man in front of her, very afraid indeed, especially when he looked at her with such eyes that resembled a poisonous snake looking at its prey. Milia felt she could be put to death at any time.

Milia didn't dare to cause trouble, so she could only grit her teeth and cower in fear.

Alfred looked at her lazily, his shirt pulled up to his arm as he massaged the space between his brows. His eyes were half closed and his voice was low as he asked, "Tell me, what have you done!"

Milia's eyelids twitched and her heart panicked.

She blinked her eyes and tried to ask calmly, "Mr. Alfred, what do you mean by this?"

"Milia..." Alfred called her name very slowly. "You know I don't have that much patience."

His words sounded like nothing but a threat, breaking through the mental wall Milia built to shield her from the man's piercing gaze.

She didn't want to admit defeat. Everything she did was just the beginning. How could she stop halfway?!

"Mr. Alfred, I... really don't know..."

"CUT THE BULLSHIT!"

Following the ruse he said, Alfred immediately smashed the teapot in front of her.

Anger flared from his eyes, and he sarcastically said with a smile, "Do you think you can forever hide what you did from everyone else?"

Milia was so frightened and scared, she could only bow her head to cover her anxiety and fear.

Alfred smirked and got up from his chair, then he walked slowly across the tea table and stood right in front of the girl.

He reached out and clamped her jaw. Alfred grabbed her chin so strongly that Milia's eyes were instantly wet with tears.