Chapter 87
The moment she heard Alexander's voice, all those painful feelings she had forcefully suppressed came flooding back like a tide.
Lila gritted her teeth and held back, trying hard to control her emotions as she stood up from the ground.
But she had forgotten that she'd been squatting for too long, her legs had gone numb. The instant she stood up, she instinctively stumbled to the side.
Alexander's expression shifted slightly, and he immediately reached out his hand toward her.
Lila didn't take his outstretched arm.
She staggered a few steps, finally steadying herself by holding onto the car door. As she consciously wiggled her toes, her legs gradually returned to normal.
Once stable, Lila spoke with her eyes downcast, "Nothing much, just waiting to see if you'd come home or not."
Alexander asked coldly in return, "If I don't come home, where else would I go?"
She bit her teeth and said flatly, "Then let's go home."
With that, Lila walked around the front of the car without hesitation and got into the driver's seat.
Alexander opened the passenger door and got in.
She glanced at him from the corner of her eye and couldn't help but sneer inwardly. When Julie was getting a ride, he sat in the back seat. Now that Julie had gone home, he was sitting in the passenger seat. What was that supposed to mean?
The car had barely merged into traffic for five minutes, and Lila's mood hadn't even settled yet, when she was met with Alexander's cold interrogation.
"What was that about just now?"
Lila pretended to be calm and gave a light laugh. "What do you mean, what was that about?"
He glanced at her sideways, his face full of displeasure. "Why did the car suddenly move forward when Julie was getting out? Did you do that on purpose?"
Lila laughed lightly. "In your mind, am I really that evil?"
Alexander frowned and shot back, "What else am I supposed to think? You can use your own marriage as a bargaining chip for money. What do you expect me to think of someone like that?"
After Alexander said this, they happened to reach a red light.
Lila hit the brakes.
She turned her head to look at him.
In that moment, she really wanted to ask, if she was using her marriage as a bargaining chip for money, then what was he? Using his marriage to deceive his grandmother?
Each with their own agenda, each with their own motives.
Who was really any better than the other?
But all those words, Lila swallowed down and kept to herself.
She spoke in the tone of a spiteful woman, "You're right, and you're not wrong either. I did it on purpose, deliberately made Julie fall. I was so happy to see her fall—she deserved it."
"Lila! What gives you the right to do that? Julie is just a friend of Celeste's. Are you really that jealous?"
"Yes, I'm jealous! You're my husband, not hers. Why should my husband casually hand over a hundred thousand dollars to some woman he barely knows? I'm not happy about it. And you made me drive her home. I may be your driver, but I'm also your wife. What does it mean when you make your wife drive another woman home?"
With that, Lila looked away.
The light had already turned green. She pretended not to notice Alexander's increasingly dark expression and continued, "You're slapping me in the face. Put yourself in my shoes—if someone slapped you in the face, would you be happy?"
He didn't answer but asked instead, "So because you're not happy, you made her fall out of the car?"
Lila had no response.
She hadn't done it on purpose. She had already explained when Julie was there.
Now, she didn't want to explain a second time.
Even if she explained, he wouldn't believe her. She was tired.
Lila simply gave in. First she said "Yeah," then looked at him with a fake smile, "That's right, I wasn't happy, so I took the chance to get back at her a little. What's wrong with that? Anyway, if Miss Baker really got hurt or whatever, you'd pay all her medical bills anyway, wouldn't you?"