My Supermodel Wife

This suspicion was not just Mike's fantasy. Lilia looked too much like Mellisa!

The two women were so alike that it aroused suspicion in Mike's mind. Was Lilia Pangestu actually Mellisa Irwan? Could it be that Mellisa didn't die in the accident, but instead suffers from amnesia and needed plastic surgery? Then in the end, she accidentally married Jean Widjaya!​​

Mike had the feeling that he might have watched too many television dramas. But his longing for Mellisa was so strong that he ignored the thought. He was like someone stranded in the middle of the sea and desperately trying to find a hold.

He searched the Internet all the news about Lilia, including Lilia's first debut more than three years ago. Mike also investigated her background and family affairs. However, his effort was to no avail. All the information about Lilia was clean like water, with no trace relevant to Mellisa.

Mike thought that he might have been so absent-minded about making such an assumption. If he paid close attention, Lilia's movements were different from Mellisa's. Even so, he didn't want to miss out on any possibility. Mike didn't dare to give up his hope that Lilia was indeed Mellisa. Because without that hope, Mike had nothing left.

Mike's eyes were gloomy and dim. Even though he refused to look at Jean, the Widjaya Family's fourth son could still feel his stubbornness.

Jean squinted and sighed. Then he started speaking in an ice cold tone, "Regardless of whether Lilia has any ties to the Irwan family or not, don't you dare try to investigate her again. Do you understand?"

Mike looked up quickly. Without thinking, he immediately argued, "No! You don't understand! She...!"

"He's not the person you are looking for!" Before Mike finished speaking, the man interrupted his words.

The sentence struck Mike in the c.h.e.s.t. The young man staggered backwards with a pale face. Lilia wasn't the person he was looking for? Then… All of his efforts had been in vain?

In the midst of that chaotic thought, Mike realized something. Wait a minute… How did Jean know that Lilia wasn't the person he was looking for? No, how did Jean know who the person he was looking for?

Mike's pale face slowly regained its color. He looked at Jean with renewed vigor. "Young Master Jean, how do you know that she's not the person I'm looking for?"

If Lilia wasn't Mellisa, then there was only one possibility. Maybe, Mellisa was still...

Jean returned his gaze with a flat expression. "Go home and ask your brother,"

After saying those words, Jean turned around and left. He left Mike still standing there thinking about the meaning of his words.

Mike pulled out his cell phone and stared blankly at the screen for a moment. Then he remembered what Jean just said. Finally, he dialed someone's number.

*****

That night, Andrew's cell phone rang quite loudly. The man frowned and let out various expletives in his heart. Who the hell called him so late at night like this and disturbed the harmony between husband and wife in the middle of the night?!

Andrew intended to ignore the call and get on with his business, but he couldn't. His cell phone on the bedside table kept ringing for three minutes and refused to stop.

"Andrew... pick up your phone first," Claire said weakly as she pushed her husband away.

When the man didn't move, Claire reached out and grabbed the ringing cell phone. Then she handed it to Andrew, as if she didn't accept a rejection. Claire glared at the man, her eyes were filled with drowsiness and irritation. She was very tired and wanted to sleep!

Andrew's handsome face looked very reluctant, but he couldn't stand up to his wife. He stopped his actions and accepted the cell phone. When Andrew saw the name of the caller, his face turned dark.

As soon as Andrew picked up the phone, he immediately spoke in a harsh tone. "What's the matter? Are you in trouble again? Why are you troubling my life by calling so many times in the middle of the night?"

What kind of brother was he? Mike didn't think of his elder brother's happiness at all!

On the other end of the phone, Mike's breathing sounded very heavy. He spoke hoarsely and haltingly. "Brother Andrew, do you remember Mellisa?"

Andrew's body immediately turned stiff when he heard the name mentioned. His back felt cold and all his irritation vanished. Andrew took a quick glance at Claire, who was already half asleep, before moving to the end of the bed. He sat with his back to his wife so that Claire wouldn't be able to see his expression.

"Why are you asking about her? What have you done?" Andrew asked in a low voice. What made Mike suddenly mention Mellisa? He didn't even tell anyone that Mellisa was still alive!

Andrew had kept it a secret for two reasons. First, Mellisa herself wanted to hide the fact that she was still alive. Andrew decided to respect the wishes of his childhood friend. However, the second reason was more important than that.

The case with Mellisa's accident five years ago had not been resolved. Until now, Andrew didn't know who wanted to kill Mellisa or how they could cover the truth. Andrew did not intend to reveal Mellisa's whereabouts until everything was clear.

Mike's voice on the phone vibrated and sounded full of pain. "Brother Andrew, Young Master Jean told me that Lilia isn't the person I'm looking for,"

Andrew swallowed back the curse that almost escaped his mouth. Why did his little brother suddenly say Jean's name?! And why were they talking about Lilia?! What had Mike done?!

Andrew secretly hoped that Jean would not be offended by whatever his brother did. But Mike's next words made Andrew forget his worries.

"Then he told me to ask you about this. Can you tell me what he means? Is… Is Mellisa still…?" Mike's voice slowly faded to a whisper.

Andrew felt slapped when he heard his brother's weak and pleading voice. His younger brother was the naughtiest kid he had ever known. Mike always did as he pleased and caused trouble for everyone. But it was only in front of Mellisa that Mike wanted to show his vulnerability and pain.

Andrew sighed before asking in a low voice, "Where are you now?"

"In Bekasi..."

"Come back to Jakarta. I have something to tell you!" After speaking, Andrew hung up the phone.

He could no longer bear to hear his brother's miserable voice. Andrew was worried that if he didn't do something, Mike would find out in another, more extreme way. So Andrew decided he better tell him all.

Even so, there were a few things that Andrew needed to consider. Or maybe he needed to discuss it with Jean. After all, the Irwan Family hadn't been at peace lately!

After Andrew hung up the phone, he turned to look at Claire. He wanted to continue the moment that Mike had interrupted, but the woman was fast asleep. Andrew lowered his head and examined himself. He was silent for a few moments before sighing again.

Andrew covered Claire's body with a light blanket before he got out of bed. The man headed to the bathroom to finish his business. If he didn't relieve himself, he wouldn't be able to sleep tonight!