His secret spoiled wife (Lily and Alexander)
Chapter 1270

Chapter 1270

"What are you doing?" Lily could not help but blame Alexander for making her pluck off the leaf. She could not bear to throw it away.

"Isn't it just a pot of Agar...wood? How could you like it so much until I no longer exist?" Alexander shoved his face into hers as if he worried she could not see him.

Lily was surprised and burst out laughing despite herself. 'What's the matter with this man? He has gotten jealous of other men, women, and even our son. Now he's getting jealous of a plant?! He has to be the King of Jealousy throughout the entire universe!'

"What are you saying? Didn't I ask you to come over when you reached home just now?" She said laughingly and teasingly as she held the leaf to his nose. "Take a sniff. Doesn't it smell nice?"

He did so and nodded. "Now that I exist, can you tell what's different about me today?"

Hearing this, Lily pulled herself slightly away and looked him up and down. She knitted her brow and thought seriously. She did not find anything different about him, but she ventured to answer to not disappoint him. "You cut your hair!"

Alexander was speechless. 'What the hell? I've been so busy lately that I don't even have time to cut my hair, and it's long enough to begin to cover my ear. How could she think I had cut my hair? Did I have long hair before this?*

"No!" He looked disappointed.

"You changed your necktie!" Lily made another guess.

"No!" Alexander stopped her, deciding not to let her continue. "Look." He cocked his head and showed her his long neck. The reddish mark on his neck looked striking as he had a great body and smooth skin. Lily gasped and leaned in to study it.

Pleased, Alexander grinned before she said, "It's September. How could the mosquitos still be so nasty?"

Alexander was disappointed. He licked his lower lip and asked, "You think a mosquito bite caused this?"

"Is it not?" Lily thought that was what it looked like.

"Don't you think it looks like a..." He noticed Lily's innocent gaze and decided not to tease her. "You're right. It's a mosquito bite."

"Apply some cream to it later. It's a small bump, but it's quite red. Don't touch it with your fingers, okay?" She was somewhat concerned. "Okay." Alexander pointed at the plant before him and instructed the housekeeper, "Move it to the garden at the back. If not-"

Lily cut him off, "No, no! None of you can touch it. I'll do it myself."

She carefully held up the pot and turned to walk toward her small garden while Alexander gazed after her helplessly and was worried.

Although pregnant, Lily would not stop working whenever she saw such precious plants. Alexander shook his head, felt his neck grow itchy, and subconsciously scratched it.

He thought about what Edward had told him. "Two days ago, I got bitten by a mosquito, and Olivia insisted the bite scar was a hickey and scratched my face! How could she wrong me like that?"