Meanwhile, a few people walked down the corridor leading to the wing of the house where Leila's room was. Jean walked in the front, followed by Leonard who was pushing Mellisa's wheelchair. Lilia's sister sat in a wheelchair with a thick blanket spread out on her lap.

  Jenny also came along and was seen busy with her cellphone. The woman repeatedly checked her cell phone, as if waiting for news from someone. When they get close to Leila's room, the phone call Jenny had been waiting for finally arrived.

  She was talking in a low voice on the phone when she saw Hardy hurrying in from the opposite direction. Jenny frowned with a suspicious expression, then immediately hung up the phone. She put her cell phone back in her bag before quickening her steps.

  Jenny walked past Leonard and stood beside Jean. The woman looked at Hardy curiously. "Uncle Hardy, why did you come out of Leila's room?" She asked. "Did something happen?"

  Right after Jenny finished speaking, her gaze fell on the ice pack Hardy was carrying. Her sharp mind immediately realized what was happening in the room. There was only one reason why Hardy, who was assigned to look after Lilia, had left that woman's side.

  Lilia had been injured by someone.

  Hardy noticed Jenny's gaze and immediately felt embarrassed. He cleared his throat awkwardly before saying, "Miss Jenny, I'm sorry! I can't protect Young Miss Lilia according to your instructions!"

  After those words were spoken, Hardy immediately felt a gust of wind passing by. He turned his head in surprise and found that Jean had walked past him at full speed. The man was standing at the door of Leila's room with a gloomy expression. The look in his eyes was sharp as a knife.

  Jenny automatically frowned when she heard that. Lilia was hurt?

  Behind her aunt, Mellisa almost jumped to her feet from her wheelchair when she heard this. "Uncle Hardy, what's wrong with Lilia?!" She demanded frantically.

  "Don't move too much!" Leonard immediately grabbed Mellisa's shoulder and rebuked her. "You need to be more careful with your wounds!" The man scolded Mellisa as he pushed her wheelchair closer to Leila's room.

  Meanwhile, the people in the room instantly turned their heads as the door opened with a loud sound. Lilia hadn't had time to process who just entered, but a familiar male figure appeared in front of her.

  Jean pressed his lips together and his eyes were cold and gloomy. He stood in front of Lilia and immediately saw her flushed cheeks. The man didn't have to ask to know what happened just now.

  Jean's thick brows furrowed, and his icy eyes glared at everyone in the room. Then he raised his hand and gently touched Lilia's cheek. He only lightly touched the wound, but Lilia automatically frowned in pain. It made Jean even more angry.

  "Who dares to injure Lilia?" The man's deep voice echoed through this silent room. Jean's expression was grim, showing the anger he had worked so hard to contain.

  Everyone automatically turned to look at Sylvia, who gasped in surprise. Even though she was standing quite a distance from Lilia, she could still feel Jean's killing aura.

  Lilia glanced at the woman she thought to be her mother, then took a step forward. One hand continued to stick to her injured cheek. Her face was filled with sadness and fear. "Jean… my cheeks hurt…" she said in a pathetic tone.

  Everyone there was speechless at the sight. Did Lilia just act spoiled now? Was this really the same woman who had framed Leila in such a way?

  Mellisa immediately jumped up from her wheelchair when she had just entered the room. The woman rushed towards Sylvia, then grabbed the front of her clothes and shook her hard.

  "Lilia is my little sister! What right do you have to hurt her, huh?!" Mellisa snapped.

  In her eyes, Sylvia was Lilia's adoptive mother. Even though they were not blood related, that woman had been raising Lilia all this time. No wonder Lilia didn't have the heart to fight back.

  However, Mellisa had absolutely nothing to do with Sylvia, so there was no need to hold back. Mellisa was keen to fight since childhood, and a former judo athlete on top of it. Even though she was currently injured, her strength did not decrease.

  Mellisa didn't hesitate to slap Sylvia four times! If Leonard didn't stop her right away, she would definitely have slapped the woman six more times!

  At this time, Leonard hurriedly embraced Mellisa from behind and pulled her back. The man easily stopped Mellisa's movements before starting to scold her.

  "Why are you so impulsive and careless?! Aren't you afraid if your wounds will open again?!" Leonard scolded with an angry expression mixed with worry.

  Lilia also panicked when she saw her sister slap Sylvia's face. She rushed over to Mellisa's side and carefully examined her entire body. Lilia was just satisfied when she made sure that none of Mellisa's wounds were opened again.

  Lilia sighed and said in a persuasive tone, "Sister Mel, why are you forcing yourself to stand up? You are just starting to recover, what if your condition suddenly worsens? Do you want to suffer again?"

  Mellisa breathed a sigh of relief and smiled a little. "You two are too much. I'm fine, really."

  Her sudden action completely caught people off guard. Sylvia was immediately beaten up before she could react. Now her face looked swollen, but she was still dumbfounded.

  Robert stopped in his place when he wanted to step forward and protect his wife. He scratched his head awkwardly while taking turns glancing at Lilia and Mellisa.

  Meanwhile, Jenny stood in the doorway and witnessed all this. She turned towards Hardy with a cold expression, then she took the ice bag from his hand. Jenny walked over to Lilia's side and placed the bag over her swollen cheek.

  Jenny held the bag with one hand as she spoke in a flat voice, "The first thing I saw when I got here was that my niece was beaten up by an outsider. Did the Irwan family in this room have no eyes?"

  Then Jenny fixed her gaze on Sylvia. The wife of the Hartanto family casted a poisonous look at Lilia's adoptive mother.

  "Have you forgotten where you are now? You are at the Irwan family's house, then you dared to beat up a member of the family. How do you intend to make up for this mistake?"

  Sylvia's ears were ringing loudly from Mellisa's slaps. As a result, she couldn't hear what Jenny was saying now.

  Sylvia had lived most of her life in a fulfilling lifestyle. She was accustomed to delicious food and drink. How could she possibly receive such treatment?

  Seeing Sylvia's still dumbfounded gaze, Jenny gave a cold snort. Then she looked back at Richard and his wife.

  "You two, what were you doing just now? Are you just going to stand still and watch other people bully your daughter just like that? Since when did the Irwan family become so useless like this?!" She rebuked.

  After she said what she wanted to say, Jenny went straight to one of the closest chairs. SHe looked at Richard and his wife with displeasure, and sighed.

  In this room, the only person who could sit on the same level as Grandpa Simon was Jenny alone.