My Supermodel Wife

A beautiful smile made Lilia's face and she hugged her husband again. But a moment later, he again raised his head in surprise. "Wait a minute. Isn't the Lake Bay Estate your company's project? Did you sell Leonard one of the houses over there?" Asked Lilia.

The man replied in his deep magnetic voice, "He wanted to buy it, so of course I sold the house. If you want to give Mellisa a separate house, there's still an empty house nearby."​​

The empty house was originally given to Merry. But that little girl has gone abroad now. If his own wife really wanted to give it to Mellisa, Jean would buy the house back from Merry. Then he would compensate Merry with an apartment elsewhere.

Lilia could read Jean's mind easily. She smiled and leaned over, then kissed him twice on the cheek. "Because Brother Leonard has bought everything, then I will not give it. Besides, Ms. Mel is an independent woman. If I give her a house without payment, she will definitely not accept it."

While he was talking, Lilia's cell phone rang. He took out his cell phone and looked at the screen. For an instant, confusion crossed his eyes.

Lately, Lilia has been so busy handling Irwan Family matters that she almost forgot her job. The call was from his manager, Harold.

*****

Meanwhile, on the other side of the world, to be precise in the United States.

Almost half a month had passed since Chris left Merry's apartment without saying anything. The young woman became obsessed with her cell phone ever since. He repeatedly checked his cell phone hundreds of times a day, but the messages he had been waiting for never came.

Merry did not know what was wrong with himself. He felt like there was grass growing in his heart, and he was angry every day.

After Chris left, the man just sent a message informing him that he had arrived in Surabaya safely. Chris hasn't contacted her since then.

Merry was grieved in his heart, but he could not get over his sadness easily. During these two weeks, she had been texting Chris almost every hour.

Chris wasn't on the phone all the time, whenever Merry tried to call him. He was suspicious that Chris was blocking Merry's number or even changing his own number. But no matter how annoyed Chris was with Merry, he was not the type to do something like that.

Merry felt blind and didn't know what had happened. He tried to ask the surrounding security team about the news about Chris. Yet they all said they didn't know. Even when Merry asked Clifford, the man gave the same answer.

At this meeting, Merry, who was attending the class, listened to her professor's eloquent explanation. Even so, his heart has long drifted to the figure of Chris who is in Surabaya.

Today's class is a cross-sectional class. There were people from many different majors in this large classroom.

Merry sat in the back row, resting his head on the table. His face looked gloomy and languid, as if he had lost his zeal for life.

There was noise from the seat next to him, but Merry didn't really care. He buried half of his face between his arms. His big round eyes were glued to the phone screen in front of him.

He felt abandoned. Does Chris no longer want her?

"Merry, why don't you listen well?" The voice came from Rico Andana, Merry's classmate.

The young woman felt even more irritable when she heard Rico's voice. Lately, Rico has been clinging to him like a leech that cannot be removed. Since the beginning, Merry didn't really like Rico's overly diligent attitude, but lately his annoyance has peaked.

"Don't worry about that!" Merry's voice was muffled by his arms, but that was enough to convey the message. Her harsh tone did not show a kind attitude towards Rico.

However, Rico seems to have gotten used to Merry's cold attitude. While opening the book, he pushed his notes in front of the young woman.

"I'm doing this for your own good. You failed the two exams we did just now, right? The exams for this class will be held next month. No matter how hard you study, it's meaningless if you don't pass the exam."

Rico glanced at Merry and gave a defiant smile.

"Aren't you planning to finish all your classes and pass as quickly as possible? You will not be able to return to Indonesia if you continue to act like this. "

The words "back to Indonesia" sound very painful for Merry. He looked up and glared at Rico. His big eyes were filled with stubbornness. Merry tried to find something to argue with Rico, but in the end, he couldn't say anything.

That's because Merry deliberately allowed himself to fail both tests. She had mastered everything tested, but at the time, Merry was still sulking because Chris just walked away. He was like a bad boy who purposely wanted to get his parents' attention in this way.

Too bad the plan failed, and Chris never responded to his calls or messages. Merry was just left with a bad score and endless regrets.

Merry bit her lip, then looked away from Rico's face. He buried his whole face in his arms while holding back tears. She missed Chris so much!

Merry kept thinking about the days when Chris was beside her. She thought about his voice, his tastes and everything about him. What should Merry do with this feeling ?!

*****

That night, Merry sat in his apartment alone. Her face looked sad as she held her cellphone and reread the last message Chris had sent for the umpteenth time. Merry sighed and instead opened his contact book. For a moment, doubt colored Merry's face. He planned to make a phone call that he would normally never dare to make.

Merry checked the time and found that it was nine o'clock in the evening. It's still daytime in Indonesia. There was no reason for Jean not to pick up the phone either.

After hesitating, Merry gritted her teeth and pressed the call button. In just a few rings, Jean had picked up the phone. Merry's breath began to shake as she prepared to speak.

The young woman brought the cellphone to her ear with both hands. Her voice sounded so soft and soft, "Brother Jean ... it's me, Merry."

On the phone, Jean was silent for a few seconds. "Tell me what you need." His words were short.

Jean's voice didn't sound friendly, but at least the man didn't hang up. Merry suppressed the fear that filled her heart and ventured to speak.

"Brother Jean, is Sis Chris with you? He hasn't replied to my message since he left. I… I want to see him…!" Asked Merry with all her heart.

Merry held his cell phone tightly while waiting for Jean to answer. It feels like a defendant is waiting for a judge's decision. After a few seconds that felt like centuries, Jean finally spoke.

"... he's in the hospital." Jean replied in a low voice.

Merry didn't finish listening to Jean's next words, because she accidentally dropped her cellphone on the floor.