His secret spoiled wife (Lily and Alexander)

Chapter 1821

It was a sunny day, but Anastasia paced around and kneaded her hands anxiously with a heavy heart.

Although she trusted Lily, it was almost noon, and she had not arrived yet. Anastasia had no idea what was happening because Lily

had not answered her phone. Anastasia wondered if her father could wake up.

At this juncture, someone knocked on the door. Anastasia was so nervous that she nearly jumped and asked reflexively. “Who is

it?”

“Miss Rollins?” | was the voice of a servant.

Anastasia heaved a sigh of relief and glanced at her father, who was still unconscious on the bed. Then she turned around, opened

the door, and looked at the servant. “What's the matter?”

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The servant hesitated before asking, “Miss Rollins, the phone downstairs has been ringing nonstop since we plugged it in. Would

you like to answer it?”

They would unplug the landline phone every day between 10 p.m. to 8 a.m., and only those closest to them could reach

Anastasia’s mobile phone. That was because Anastasia was exhausted from dealing with requests to see her father.

She pursed her lips. “Don’t bother about it!”

‘It's better to let it ring. Even if | don’t answer the call, | know the caller is trying to gather information. For days | kept telling

people that dad had been sick, but in the past, he would still answer the phone and do his work when he was ill. It'll coff as

too unusual for others.”

She knew about it but could do nothing. She could not pretend to be her father to do his work.

Her father’s trusted assistant had been taking care of sof the simpler chores and had chere several times, but Anastasia

could tell he was gradually losing trust in her. If it continued and those around her caved in, Anastasia would have no choice but

send her father to the hospital.

She had started to waver, not knowing if she should continue trusting Lily and not send Cameron to the hospital.

After sending the servant away, she returned to the bedside and held her father’s hand as she gazed at his sleeping face. He

appeared to have lost weight, and his breathing was somewhat labored. The area around his eyes was sunken, but he was still

breathing.

If it were not because Rhea had already died, Anastasia would rush to her and ask her what she had done to Cameron and why she

had cruelly poisoned herself and her father.

“Miss Rollins!” It was the servant's voice again, and Anastasia grew somewhat impatient. “Didn't | tell you not to bother and let it

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ring?”

“N-No...” Having been shouted at, the servant timidly paused, then continued, “Mr. Russell is here.”

Surprised, Anastasia rushed to the door and opened it, asking, “Lily is here?”

The servant reflexively took a step back. “No, no, it's Mr. Russell. He calone.”

“Just him?” Anastasia was dumbfounded.

However, she knew it was better than no one coming and asked the servant to let Alexander in. She quickly tidied up the room

before going downstairs.

When Anastasia saw that Alexander was indeed alone, she was disappointed despite herself. “H-Hi, Alex.”