My Supermodel Wife (For Sale!)

"Brother Chris ..." Merry once again called out to him in a pitying voice.

The voice sounded so soft and spoiled to Chris's ears, like the sound of a cat meowing at his master. The man's heart raced fast and made his mind confused. Chris lowered his arm that was holding the apple while taking a close look at Merry.

He tried to find out what made him so attracted to this woman. Merry's appearance was quite ordinary, it could even be said to be simple. She did not have a dazzling beauty like Lilia.

Chris had met all kinds of women, from women with dazzling beauty to women with natural elegance. But none of them could win Chris's heart. Merry alone left the deepest impression on his heart. He didn't know since when this young woman had conquered his heart to such an extent.

Chris began to think about all the things he found interesting about Merry. The woman had an active personality since childhood. Her round face always looked lively and full of vigor. In a way, Merry looked like a plum blossom in spring. This flower was not the most beautiful flower, but had a distinctive fragrance and was not easy to forget.

But the most appealing thing to Chris was Merry's eyes. The woman had large eyes and was always shining with enthusiasm, like a meteor at night. Increasingly, the man felt that his taste for women was truly abnormal.

Meanwhile, Merry grew impatient as Chris continued to ignore her. She reached out and tugged at the hem of Chris's shirt.

"Brother Chris, what are you doing?" Merry asked irritably.

Instead of answering, Chris slipped the apple into Merry's bag. Then he lifted the woman's tiny body by the collar of her shirt.

"Wait ...! Bro! Put me down!" Merry struggled, screaming in panic.

"If you come with me, I'll give you more apples." Chris said calmly. Without waiting for Merry's reply, he started walking toward the hospital building.

"I…" For a moment, Merry was tempted by Chris's offer. However she hurriedly shook her head. "I would, but let me down first! I'm not your pet, you know!" Merry grabbed Chris' coat and tugged at it in loud protest.

Chris just let go of the woman when they got close to Lilia's room. Merry covered her face with both hands while trying to erase the embarrassing experience from her memory just now. The visitors and the hospital staff who passed them always gave them strange looks. Merry didn't want to remember all their whispers.

"So? What are you going to do now?" Chris asked the woman, "You want to come with me?"

Merry shook her head vigorously, "I'll just wait in the bathroom! Brother Chris, call me when you're done!"

Without waiting for Chris's answer, the young woman fled into the ladies' room. Chris chuckled at her behavior. Merry acted like a frightened cat.

The man turned around and continued his steps. While walking, he studied the fruit basket in his hand. After a while, Chris took another apple and put it in his coat pocket. He intended to give it to Merry since she loved apples. Chris looked forward to the big smile that would adorn her face.

Of course, Merry wasn't really an apple lover— she's just starving because she didn't have time to eat lunch. But Chris didn't know about that. He nodded and muttered to himself, "If Lilia wants to eat an apple, Jean can buy the fruit himself. Who told that guy to break his promise for a woman?!"

Chris arrived at the door to Lilia's room and slid the door open without knocking first. In the next second, he immediately regretted his actions.

The two people who were kissing beside the bed immediately jumped. To be precise, Lilia was hurriedly getting as far away from Jean as possible. Her pale face was now bright red. On the other hand, Jean reached out and rubbed Lilia's lips gently. The man didn't panic or startle by Chris's appearance, as if the man standing by the door was just a passing wind.

Chris silently scolded Jean's actions, 'Shouldn't you be an expert at self-control, Jean?! Why are you kissing her here?! Don't you realize this is a hospital?! Look at that, Lilia's face looks red as a tomato because of you!'

"Oh? Did I come in at a bad time?" Chris said in a relaxed tone.

He walked in and put the basket he was carrying on the table. Then he turned to Jean. His childhood friend stared back at him with an irritated expression. Secretly, Chris felt satisfied that he had managed to get revenge on that man.

Jean raised an eyebrow, "Can't you knock on the door first?" His voice was sarcastic.

Chris snorted. Had Jean knocked on the door himself before entering?

"What for? Besides, the door's unlocked." Chris replied stubbornly as he sat on one of the sofas. He leaned back and crossed his legs, as if he were relaxing in his own home.

Lilia gave a small cough to interrupt them. Then she got out of bed and whispered to Jean, "I'm going to the bathroom."

Lilia's face wasn't that red, but her cheeks were still blushing. After Jean nodded, she immediately headed to the bathroom connected to the room. As Lilia passed Chris, she gave him a pleading look. She wanted Chris to keep the incident a secret— or erase it from his memory, if possible.

Chris could only nod as he felt Jean's gaze pierce him. He had no choice but to have Jean here.

Lilia walked into the bathroom feeling relieved. She stood in front of the sink mirror and watched the reflection. Her face looked pale, with a reddish tint around her cheeks. Her lips seemed slightly swollen after the kiss.

When Lilia recalled the embarrassing incident, her face felt hot again. She let out a deep breath. Who could have thought that Chris suddenly walked in without knocking first?

Lilia shook her head and turned the faucet. The sound of running water filled the bathroom. Lilia intended to wash her face to remove the thick makeup from Dylan earlier. Before she could touch the water with her right hand, she heard a knock on the bathroom door.

"Lilia, don't get your left hand wet, okay?" Jean reminded her from outside.

"Yes!" Lilia replied with a faint smile. Her husband was completely overprotective.

Chris also had the same opinion as Lilia. The man clicked his tongue when he saw the worry on Jean's face.

"Jean, you're too much. Lilia isn't a kid anymore, you know?" He rebuked, "If you continue to act like this, one day she will get annoyed and leave you!"

"What are you here for?" Jean asked in an icy tone. It looked like Chris just irritated him.

Chris sighed as he slipped his hand into his coat pocket. He played with the apples he had put there and asked, "Why are you asking that? Did you forget that you promised to meet me at Mount Fushi? We should have divided the land there this afternoon, right!"

Jean walked over to the table and poured a glass of water for Lilia to drink later, "I didn't forget." The man replied briefly as he moved the fruit basket Chris had brought as far as possible.

"Then why didn't you show up?! Do you know how long I waited there?! An hour and a half! I stood at the foot of the mountain in the cold monsoon wind for an hour and a half, you know! If I got sick because of that, I'll send my medicine bill to you!" Chris protested.

"I've sent Kenny as my replacement." Jean said dryly.

Actually, Jean himself was already on his way to the place. However, when he got close, he learned the news about Lilia. Jean immediately turned around and headed towards the hospital without hesitation. Jean's only regret was that he couldn't immediately reach Lilia's side due to a great distance. The man felt absolutely no guilt for Chris, who had been abandoned at the foot of the mountain.

Chris glared at his friend. He seemed to be able to read the man's thoughts, "It's useless! This handover won't be valid if you don't attend! You can't get Kenny on your behalf!"

Jean nodded, "Oh, sorry then." He said briefly.

Chris waited for a moment, but Jean didn't continue. This made Chris angry. Was that all? After abandoning him at the foot of the mountain for an hour and a half, was that all Jean could say?!

The man massaged his forehead while sighing once again. In the past, Chris always hoped that Jean would find the woman he loved. He assumed that Jean's cold and distant attitude would change. Chris's assumption was not wrong.

His friend began to act gentler and warmer, like humans in general. Unfortunately, this change in attitude only appeared when Jean was with Lilia. In other words, Jean was still acting like before in front of others.

While Chris was busy racking his brains to find a way to solve this problem, Jean finally opened his mouth.

"You don't need to be confused about the distribution of the land. I will transfer the entire land to you unconditionally." Jean said casually, as if he were talking about the weather and not multi-billion dollar land.

"Huh?!" Chris cried out in surprise, "Are you kidding?!"

"Tomorrow, I will have someone prepare the required documents." Jean continued in a serious tone.

Chris was silent for a moment before throwing himself back on the sofa, "Okay, it's up to you. It's your land, you can do whatever you want." Chris muttered tiredly, "So tomorrow you will be handing over the land with me, okay?"

"What do you mean? I'm not going anywhere tomorrow." Jean frowned when he heard that, "Lilia is injured, so I'll accompany her."

Chris stared blankly at Jean, then he let out a third sigh. He couldn't beat Jean's love for his wife!