My Supermodel Wife (For Sale!)

Jean smiled gently and raised his hand, forming a V sign. "Don't you really like this pose?" He teased.

In response, Lilia playfully smacked the man's shoulder. She felt that Jean teased her more than usual today. Then, Lilia put all the photos back in her picture frame. Only then did she turn to Jean and cross her arms.

"So you put my picture on your desk so you can see it every day. But you hid it when I came to the office for the first time. When I met you here, you nonchalantly told me how to cancel our marriage," Lilia shook her head while laughing incredulously. "Your acting is really impressive, Jean!"

Jean was not offended and laughed out loud. "I will accept your compliment with humility."

"Who praised you!" Lilia glared at him.

After turning her face, she looked at the photo again. Finally, Lilia wiped the picture frame and put it back on the table. There was a fulfilling sensation, as if she had returned the missing puzzle piece.

Lilia felt a warmth in her heart as she studied the photo. She had someone quietly following her struggle and cherishing her for a long time. And in the near future, they finally met in an inevitable encounter. In the end, they loved each other. This kind of precious treasure deserved to be remembered and held firmly.

Lilia felt very lucky and touched. She had been through the ups and downs of life, and life seemed less difficult with someone else by her side.

At night, when the city lights started to turn on, a romantic atmosphere still existed between them. Lilia leaned her head against the man's shoulder as she returned to sit on Jean's lap. She let out a sigh of satisfaction. It seemed that she hadn't been alone in Jean's room for a long time, so she decided to enjoy every second they spent with each other.

Unfortunately, right after Lilia thought that, their peaceful moment was broken by the sound of a loud cell phone ringtone.

Lilia slowly lifted her head from the man's embrace. It took her a few seconds to realize that it was her cell phone. The woman hurriedly got up and walked over to the sofa, then she took her phone out of the handbag. Lilia's eyes widened in shock when she saw the name of the caller on the screen.

"Brother Chris?" Lilia turned towards Jean, who was slowly narrowing his eyes. Then she answered the phone hesitantly.

As soon as the call was connected, Chris's hoarse voice was heard. "Sis Lilia, come to the hospital... my heart aches ..."

After saying that, Chris immediately hung up on her! Lilia didn't even get a chance to say anything!

Lilia was shocked by Chris's weak and hoarse voice. She immediately told Jean about it and the two of them went to the hospital.

On the way there, Lilia called Chris back. However, the only answer she got was the sound of a disconnecting call as Chris' number was unable to be reached at the moment. Lilia didn't give up and tried to call Merry. But the young woman's cell phone was turned off, and not even Clifford's phone was answered. What exactly happened at the hospital?!

*****

Half an hour later, Lilia and Jean arrived at the hospital. The call from Chris just now was just too worrying. Lilia rushed to Chris's ward and was about to open the door when she heard Merry's excited voice from inside the room.

"Clifford, stop him! Don't let him escape! I want to be rewarded five kills at a time!"

Lilia tilted her head with a confused expression when she heard that. She looked back and met Jean's eyes.

Then, Clifford's calm voice followed, "Your movements are too great. Slow down, you will get them!"

Lilia was standing in front of the door looking confused, and she couldn't help but feel the anxiety and suspicion in her heart. When Lilia opened the door, she was momentarily stunned. The scene inside made her understand why Chris claimed his heart ached.

At this time, Chris was lying on the bed looking up at the ceiling with an expressionless face. He still held an unlit cigarette in his mouth, apparently to calm his grief.

On the sofa opposite the bed, Merry was seen sitting cross-legged. Her long hair was rolled into a ball on either side of her head. She was holding cell phones in both hands and was busy playing with it.

Meanwhile, Clifford sat next to Merry. He held his cell phone and scanned Merry's screen from time to time.

On the coffee table in front of them, there were four or five lunchboxes. However, only a few mouthfuls of food had been eaten. It seemed they were so interested in the game on their phone that they hadn't finished eating yet.

Seeing this scene, Lilia let out a sigh of relief. Jean took Lilia by the hand and walked in without saying a word.

Hearing these footsteps, Chris glanced sideways. He saw the two of them, then raised his hand and pointed at Merry. It seemed that the second grandson of the Hartanto Family was too angry to speak.

Chris was a patient here. He obviously needed to recover quickly in the company of that young woman, but... he felt that he would rather die than live tonight. His heart felt like it was about to explode with jealousy!

But Chris couldn't say anything about it. If he stopped Merry from playing with Clifford just because he was jealous, then he would be the one who looked like a bad guy! Poor him!

When Lilia saw Chris's actions, she didn't know whether to laugh or cry.

Lilia stepped forward and greeted the man. "Brother Chris, are you okay?"

With this condition, she wondered if Chris' injury might worsen. But ... it looked like the man's face color was really not that good. His expression and eyes looked haggard. Did he not have enough time to rest?

Chris moved his lips and the cigarette he was biting in the corner of his mouth fell onto the bed.

Jean stood on the side of the bed staring at Chris's sad face. Jean's face itself was expressionless to hide his annoyance for his time with Lilia had been interrupted. "Why did you call us all the way here?" He asked in a demanding tone.

Chris ignored Jean's annoyance and looked at Merry again. Then he closed his eyes in annoyance and whispered, "Jean, I beg of you, get that bodyguard out of your house right away!"

Chris's voice wasn't loud, and Merry had started chattering again. Lilia didn't know if Clifford heard this sentence. She turned her head to look at Merry and Clifford who were so immersed in their game. Lilia raised her eyebrows and smiled helplessly.

"Merry, until when are you going to play? Chris's heart is hurting," she said.

Merry made an 'ah' sound and lifted her head in panic. Thens he exclaimed, "Sis Lilia, when did you come?"

A second later, there was a sound of being killed in the game. Merry was stunned. Five of her kills were missing!

Before Merry could complain, Clifford had to put down his cell phone. He hurriedly got up and walked in front of Jean. A dark red color flashed across his flat face that was always calm. Clifford lowered his head and greeted them in a low voice, "Young Master Jean, Mrs. Lilia."

Clifford was deeply embarrassed. He was caught playing with Merry until he didn't even notice that his master was coming.

Jean raised his eyebrows, but he didn't say anything.. There was a hint of pleasure in his eyes. What had Clifford done to make Chris this way?