His Secret Spoiled Wife (Lily and Alexander) novel Chapter 1822

Alexander was not surprised by Anastasia’s disappointed look because Lily had told her she would come. He knew the young lady could barely cope any longer when she faced so much pressure.

“Isn’t Lily coming? Didn’t she promise she would surely come this morning? It’s almost noon…” Anastasia glanced at the clock on the wall, then said, “She hasn’t answered my calls. Did something happen?”

‘Lily is a trustworthy person. She wouldn't break her promise since she discovered I got poisoned and restored my health. Even if Lily admits she can’t cure dad, I won’t blame her. However, since she promised me, I should believe her.’

Alexander said casually, “Something came up, so she can’t come. But don’t worry. She has developed a cure for your father and asked me to bring it over.”

“What happened? Is it something serious? Where is she? Is she in any danger?” Anastasia asked anxiously.

The slight doubt she had just now had disappeared. She even blamed herself for doubting Lily, thinking she should not even distrust her.

‘She’s trying her best to help me, yet I doubted her because she’s late.’

“She’s fine, but there’s an urgent matter she has to handle first,” Alexander said, not wanting Anastasia to know what happened exactly.

The secret organization had picked Lily up early in the morning, and she could not come even if she wanted to. Fortunately, she had developed a cure, although Alexander was unsure if it would work.

However, since his wife had given him the task, he trusted her unconditionally.

“That’s good then.” Nodding, Anastasia sighed in relief that Lily was not in danger. Then she apologized, “I’m sorry to have troubled Lily with my family’s matter.”

“Well, Lily did it willingly. She would never do things unwillingly, even if you coerced or begged her.” He seemed to be consoling Anastasia, but his words were valid. He knew his wife too well.

Anastasia forced a smile and felt her emotional burden lighten slightly. “Then, shall we go see my father now?”

Alexander nodded, then went upstairs with Anastasia and asked, “How was your father yesterday?”

“He’s still the same and hasn’t woken up.” Anastasia shook her head helplessly. “If Lily hadn’t been so certain that my father had gotten poisoned, I would’ve thought he was tired and only needed a good rest.”

She turned to look at Alexander, then glanced around and said quietly, “It’s rather strange that my father hasn’t eaten anything during his slumber for the past few days. I’ve fed him some water, but I doubt it’s enough to sustain him.

“However, there haven’t been any other changes besides him losing some weight. I worry that my father’s body can’t cope, but…”

“But he’s shown no changes on the surface?” Alexander continued her sentence.

Surprised, Anastasia slowly nodded. It bothered her, but she did not know who to ask.