Chapter 110
Lila stopped talking to him and ate her meal in silence.
But Alexander didn't seem ready to end the conversation.
His eyes fixed on her face, full of scrutiny, "Miss Grace, I really don't get it. Why would you want your husband to be warm to other women?"
Lila didn't know how to answer.
What could she say?
She simply felt sorry for those people who liked Alexander.
However, whenever he called her "Miss Grace" with that ambiguous tone, it gave her goosebumps all over.
"Speak up!"
"I just felt like Ms. Hill seems to really like you. Being liked by someone is actually a happy thing, so I was just asking casually. I didn't necessarily mean you had to be warm to her."
Alexander looked smug and proud, "There are plenty of women who like me. By your logic, should I give special attention to each and every one of them?"
Lila felt utterly helpless.
That was absolutely not what she meant.
The monarchy ended how many years ago, and he still thinks he can be an emperor?
Really thinks he's an emperor, using words like "give special attention."
As if.
Seeing Lila go silent again, Alexander's eyes flickered slightly. He cleared his throat somewhat uncomfortably, "What about you?"
"What?" She didn't understand.
He stared straight at her.
At this moment, Alexander's gaze held no anger, no sharpness, only persistence, "Do you like me?"
Lila froze when she heard him ask this.
As for whether she liked him or not, definitely not.
But this was Alexander. Just looking at how intently he was staring at her, she knew that if she said she didn't like him, he would definitely get extremely angry and destroy her.
Lila smiled and told a white lie, "Of course I like you. You're so handsome, tall, and charismatic. Any woman would find it hard not to like you."
Alexander kept staring at her, but he didn't speak. Instead, he picked up another piece of tofu, put it in his mouth, chewed and swallowed it before speaking with an ambiguous tone, "Is that so?"
"Yes." She answered naively.
Alexander's lips curved up, and his gradually cooling gaze somehow took on a hint of disdain. He spoke with heavy emphasis, "But looking at you, why do I feel it's so fake?"
Lila bit her chopsticks and looked at him helplessly, suddenly not knowing what to do.
Alexander felt an inexplicable fire rising in his chest.
He put down his chopsticks and ordered, "Go cut some fruit now."
Lila nodded, "Okay."
She took an apple, found a plate in the dining area cabinet, and stood about five meters away from Alexander to peel the apple.
Distance meant safety.
But Lila still couldn't figure out why Alexander, with so many admirers, cared whether she liked him or not.
Or rather, if he wanted her to like him, shouldn't he at least do a few good things?
From the moment they met until now, he'd been acting like a bad dog.
She was human, liked having dogs, but didn't like dogs being too much trouble.
After peeling and cutting the apple into pieces, Lila carried the plate back to the dining table slowly and placed the fruit in front of Alexander, "Boss, it's ready. Please enjoy."
She thought her attitude was already as good as a restaurant server's, and he should be satisfied and quit while he was ahead.
But who knew Alexander would lean back leisurely in his chair, lazily give her a look, and lightly utter one sentence, two words, "Feed me!"
Lila's eyes instantly filled with shock.
She had really overestimated Alexander's rock-bottom standards when it came to treating other people!