My Supermodel Wife

Chris, the man with too much free time, was only in the room for 3 minutes before hurriedly leaving again. He did not forget to bring the shopping bag containing the breakfast he bought. If Lilia didn't need it, Chris intended to eat it himself!

Sister Mei stared at Chris away, "Why did he take back something he brought for Madame? Since when did Young Master Chris become rude like this?" She muttered.​​

Lilia scooped up the egg Jean gave and swallowed it. Then she turned to him, "Did you ask Brother Chris to deliver breakfast for me?" She asked in confusion.

Jean shook his head, "Just let him do whatever he wants. You don't have to think too much about it." He said indifferently

The man saw the corner of Lilia's mouth which was stained with egg soup and immediately grabbed a tissue. He cupped the side of the woman's face with one hand before wiping her mouth gently and carefully.

"… Jean, I can clean it myself." Lilia protested when the man finished.

"Just focus on eating. What are you going to do today?" Jean immediately changed the topic.

Lilia scowled and glared at the man for a while. But Jean returned to eating breakfast as if nothing had happened.

Finally Lilia gave up and replied, "I'm going to call Harold and ask him to take care of my return. I don't want to be in the hospital any longer." She lowered her head and added in a small voice, "This place brings me bad memories."

Jean heard her whisper, but he made no comment, "Very well. I'll have Clifford fetch you if you can go home."

That man wanted to accompany Lilia like yesterday, but he had to return to the office immediately. Thinking of the pile of work waiting for him depressed Jean.

Lilia nodded while putting down the spoon, "You don't have to worry, I'm sure I'll be allowed to go home this afternoon. I'll be waiting for you to come home tonight, okay?" She smiled mischievously.

As she spoke, her eyes were fixed on Jean's Adam's apple around his clearly visible neck. As the man swallowed hard and his Adam's apple moved up and down, Lilia's face turned bright red. She hurriedly averted her gaze. It seemed that she did indeed suffer from an unknown disease and only a drug named Jean could treat her.

Before Jean went to the office, a nurse came to Lilia's room to check the temperature. This room was a VIP room specifically for patients who wanted to maintain their privacy, so that not just any nurse could enter. The nurse in charge of Lilia got crowded with reporters when she got home, but the nurse was professional enough not to say anything.

"Miss Lilia, your temperature is 37.2 degrees. This is quite normal, so you don't have to worry about infection for a while." The nurse reported.

Because Lilia's temperature was slightly higher than yesterday, the nurse again reminded the patient to keep the wound clean. Lilia thanked the nurse before she left the room. As soon as the nurse came out, Jean immediately approached Lilia and held her forehead.

"Are you not feeling well?" Jean asked, feeling worried. For him, 37.2 degrees was quite high.

Lilia chuckled while lowering the man's hand, "I'm fine. Didn't you hear what the nurse said just now? It's still quite normal."

"How about you check one more time to make sure?" Jean insisted. He couldn't stop worrying because he knew Lilia's body was prone to fever.

Lilia stared at her husband's worried face for a moment. Then she took a step forward, closing the distance between them. Lilia wrapped her arms around Jean's neck while smiling broadly. Her smile looked like a blooming flower.

"Jean, I feel really good." Lilia tried to assure him, "My body temperature is normal and there is no problem with my health. Have you ever heard these wise words? The body temperature of an average person is 37 degrees, and will rise 0.2 degrees in front of the person they love…"

Lilia's voice disappeared at the end of the sentence. She quickly averted her gaze with flushed cheeks. She intended to say it in a joking tone, but she did not expect that saying that rag would require a steel mentality and a skin as thick as a rhino.

But hearing that, Jean's dark blue eyes flashed with hunger. The nurse had left and there were only the two of them in the room. The clear blue sky outside the window seemed to reflect Jean's heart. The man wrapped his arms around Lilia's slender waist before embracing her. His heart beat louder as the word "loved one" rang in his ears.

Jean looked down and crushed Lilia's soft lips. His hands cupped the back of the woman's head before deepening the kiss.

When Jean finally let go, Lilia struggled to catch her breath. Her curled lashes trembled and her eyes filled with tears. She leaned her head against Jean's broad c.h.e.s.t muttering, "Didn't I tell you that you can catch the flu from kissing me?"

Even so, Lilia had never rejected Jean's kiss since yesterday.

Jean left the hospital to go to the office. Before leaving, he hugged Lilia once again and kissed her lips.

Jean said softly, "Then you can recover, I don't mind catching your flu."

After Jean left, there was only Lilia alone in that hospital room. She walked around the room, then sat on the sofa staring out the window. The clear blue sky seemed to be mocking her for getting trapped there. Lilia had hated hospitals since she was a child. If it weren't for Rina's actions, Lilia would never have agreed to stay in the hospital.

Lilia remembered her promise to Jean earlier and took out her cellphone. She called Harold's number. Fortunately, the man immediately picked up the phone.

"Harold, I want to be discharged from the hospital." Lilia said as soon as the phone was connected.

The man did not answer for a moment. "… I'm not sure about that." He said hesitantly, "It would be better if you stay in the hospital for a while. There is still some commotion on the internet about this case and Rina is still being held at the police station. If you show up now…"

"I won't appear if that's what you want." Lilia immediately cut him, "I just want to rest at home."

Harold sighed, "Alright, fine then. I'll have Merry take care of the procedure now. There are still a lot of reporters hanging around outside the hospital, so I'd better come get you."

"I leave this business to you." Lilia answered, relieved that Harold didn't reject her, "Then how is Rina now?"

Lilia heard Harold's voice exhaling, most likely that man was smoking right now, "She's fine. Hartanto Entertainment has fired her. Plus, I heard the news that they intend to sue her and ask for compensation for this incident. I'm sure Rina will not be able to escape this time. You don't have to worry about it anymore." Harold replied.

Lilia thanked him for the information before hanging up on the phone. She lowered the phone, the corners of her lips lifted into a satisfied smile. The overnight stay in the hospital which she hated was not in vain. Now Rina wouldn't bother her anymore. Lilia had no sympathy for people who chose to tackle her rivals than improve her own abilities.

"Wow!" Daniel looked around the room in amazement, "Is this a hospital room or a five-star hotel room? How much does it cost to stay here one night, Sis?" He teased.

The youth's skin looked even more tanned than the last time Lilia saw him. He carried a fruit basket in one hand, while the other was tucked into his pocket. Daniel was wearing a basketball jersey and shorts, as if he had just finished training.

Lilia raised an eyebrow, "Is that the first thing you say when you visit your sister?" She sneered while approaching the young man.

"Ah, should I say, long time no see?" Daniel grinned widely as he said this. The young man handed the fruit basket to his sister, "Here, for you."

Lilia sighed and accepted the basket, "Why is your skin so tanned? Are you sunbathing on purpose?" She asked as she put it on the table. Lilia then poured a glass of water for his brother.

"Are you kidding? I don't have free time to do that." Daniel protested while sitting on the sofa, "You know that I take part in a basketball game on behalf of my college, right? The match lasts for a week and takes place in an open field. Just imagine, I have to be hot in the sun for a week!"

"But you won, right?" Lilia asked. She pushed the glass towards Daniel.

"Of course! Who do you think I am?" The young man boasted. When he raised the glass, his gaze fell onto Lilia's bandaged left hand, "Ah, are you alright? How bad is your wound?"

Lilia stretched out her left hand so Daniel could take a closer look, "It's not that bad, really. Everyone on the internet and the mass media is just exaggerating it." She shrugged as she casually said this.

Daniel flipped Lilia's left hand before nodding in satisfaction, "I know you must be fine. How could anyone possibly hurt you? Do you still remember when you beat your taekwondo instructor until you passed out just a week after starting to study?"

Lilia turned away when she heard that. She didn't want to remember her silly mistakes in the past. At first, her brother enrolled in a Taekwondo class and dragged Lilia along with him. But after a week, Lilia was kicked out of that class. According to the instructor, "Teaching this girl is too dangerous." Lilia wondered if the instructor whose c.h.e.s.t she kicked so hard had recovered.

The woman shook her head and looked back at her brother, "Right, this is not a serious wound. By the way, why did you come to visit me in the morning? Don't you have classes today?" Lilia asked him.

"Oh, there are only elective courses this morning. I don't have to attend, so I'm here to visit you." Daniel replied.

Suddenly, he straightened his back as if he remembered something.

"Em…" He hesitated. Daniel was silent for a moment before continuing, "Sis, Mr. Alfred also heard the news about your wound. He came here with me."