My Supermodel Wife

After Jenny gave the order, Hardy wasted no time and took action. The butler went to call some other servants to help him.

Meanwhile, Leila is curled up on the ground with an extremely painful expression. She shook her head and muttered softly, tears falling drop by drop as if her tear supply had run dry.

Sylvia finally couldn't take it anymore. He wiped the corner of his eye, then walked forward and crouched beside Leila. The woman touched Leila's cheek with a softness that she never showed Lilia.

"Lei, go home with Mother." Sylvia persuaded gently.

This was the first time that Sylvia had called herself a mother in front of Leila in years. Even though Leila was her real daughter, every time they met, Sylvia could only hear Leila calling her aunt. All mothers in the world would feel sad when not recognized by their own daughter.

Leila gasped and stretched her body. He wanted to avoid Sylvia's touch, but he didn't have much strength. Leila can only scratch the floor tiles with her nails. He was filled with hatred and a feeling of helplessness.

Robert also sighed unbearably when he saw the condition of his biological daughter. She lifted her head and looked at Richard with a slightly displeased expression.

"I always thought how much you love Leila, but that's all you love. Leila is badly hurt, so can you ..."

"Mr. Robert!" Jenny tapped her finger on the table, interrupting the man's words. "No matter how badly he was injured, it was a wound he made himself. Who is really being hurt here? How do you treat Lilia, the daughter of the Irwan Family, when she is injured? "

"T-That ..." Robert stuttered and could not refute Jenny's words.

"Brother Richard is not the type to take other people's debts into account. But if you insist on continuing to talk about debt, let's talk about the costs of maintaining Leila that the Irwan Family has borne over the years. How about I give you the list? "

After Jenny said that, everyone automatically turned to Grandpa Simon. The old man nodded in agreement with a small smile on the corners of his lips.

If the Irwan Family gave the total cost of raising Leila, Simon was sure that the entire Pangestu Family would not be able to pay for it. What they gave Leila wasn't just financial aid!

Robert was speechless and his face was bright red. Then the man cleared his throat and looked at Lilia. Robert hesitated for a few seconds before saying solemnly, "Lilia, today we will take Leila home first. If you want to go back home, Daddy will put your things in the living room on the second floor first. Then .. . "

"No need." Jean immediately interrupted Robert's words with an ice cold tone. The fourth son of the Widjaya Family wrapped his arm around Lilia's waist and pulled her closer. "He will not return to that house. All of his belongings have already been taken, so we have no other business there! "

Lilia didn't say anything, but her eyes were fixed on Robert. Even though her father, who raised her for twenty-four years, was about to take Leila away, Lilia didn't feel betrayed or anything like that. She had given up on seeing Robert and Sylvia as her parents. But when Robert made it clear that he was going to move Lilia into the guest room and give Leila a place, his heart stung.

Robert only saw Lilia as a guest, and his priorities were clear. No goodbyes, no apologies, no reluctance, and no explanation. If it weren't for Jean who had arranged for someone to move all of Lilia's belongings before, how embarrassed would she be at this point!

Lilia looked at her father calmly, then laughed out loud. Her black eyes looked so clear as she smiled broadly. With Jean by his side, that man would never allow Lilia to be placed in such a difficult position.

Lilia said in a sweet voice, "Mr. Robert, congrats on getting your lost daughter back."

Robert's face turned even redder at his words. He had indeed loved Lilia before, but after all, that woman was not his flesh and blood.

Robert moved his lips, as if he had something to say. But Lilia was already smiling and looking away. The message was clear, he didn't want to have anything to do with the man who had been his father again.

*****

After all the commotion, Leila was led out of her room. She was wearing pink velvet pajamas, but now her appearance looks pathetic. His chest and knees were covered in blood, and his trousers were covered in dust.

Robert carried his daughter with great difficulty. As soon as he stepped out of the bedroom door, he saw Hardy standing in the corridor waiting for them. The butler carried a large suitcase.

The only item Leila is allowed to carry is this case, which contains her personal belongings. Other objects in his room belonged to the Irwan Family. Leila has no right to take it.

Robert carried Leila in one hand, while one hand carried the case. Then they followed Hardy, who escorted them to the front gate.

As soon as they set foot outside the house, a cold wind was blowing hard. The wind seemed to freeze Leila's heart, and her wet cheeks felt like ice.

A second before Hardy closed the front gate of the Irwan family's house, Leila suddenly jumped from Robert's arms. He still couldn't walk with his injured knee so he fell heavily on the ground. But the biting cold wind helped his mind become more aware.

Leila gritted her teeth and endured the pain, then staggered towards the front gate. Before the gate closed, he saw Janice silently appearing behind Hardy.

Leila steps forward crying bitterly. He pushed open the gate with both hands, but it didn't budge. Leila shouted hoarsely, "No, I'm not going! Mother, didn't you come out because you still want me? Uncle Hardy, let me in! I said let me in! Please… please let me in…!"

No matter how much Leila yelled, her voice was blown off and got no reply at all.

On the other side of the gate, Janice was standing in front of it. His hand rested on the surface of the iron gate which felt cold as ice. He seemed oblivious to the cold biting into his skin. Janice tries to push open the gate, at the same time as Leila, but it doesn't budge. Janice, who was crying in silence, was very fragile.

Outside the door, Leila's cry caused many passers-by to watch. Behind her, Robert, who was pushed away, was bitter to see his daughter pounding on the front gate.

Sylvia kept trying to pull Leila away from the gate shouting angrily and worriedly, "Lei, come home with Mom! Let's go home! This is not your house, don't call them again! Don't cry, honey ..."

Even though Sylvia was struggling to pull Leila away, the woman's eyes were still fixed on the gate in front of her. Her whole body is shaking with cold air, but Leila ignores it. He kept pounding the gate, screaming, "Mother, open the door for me! Don't throw me away! I'm Leila Irwan! I'm your child, Mom!"

She screamed very loudly and cried bitterly.. But the gate looks like an impassable chasm, which separates Leila from the world she has been familiar with.

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