My Supermodel Wife

Lilia could see the expression on Robert's face suddenly softened. Three seconds later, the supermodel smiled. "I've heard a few, but what does that have to do with me?"

The joy on Robert's face instantly disappeared.​​

Indeed, since she had long known about Robert's hypocrisy, Lilia didn't need to think much before she could find out her father's true intention in visiting her tonight.

Seeing Robert's face slowly stiffen, Lilia laughed in her heart. But she still gave him lots of expressions. "So, Mr. Robert came to discuss your company with me tonight?"

"But don't you have a smart daughter named Leila? Over the years, you have loved her wholeheartedly and gave her everything. When the Pangestu family is in trouble like now, shouldn't she help her family?" She continued to ask.

After saying this sentence, Lilia's cool face looked understated.

What she felt was the same as the moment of glory, as if she came out victorious from a battle. Meanwhile, what Robert felt right now was like a continuous slap hitting his face without stopping.

Under the bright light of the living room, Robert's stiff eyes filled with shock.

His breath sounded heavy, the frown on his forehead couldn't scrunch any more. His voice sounded pitiful as he said, "Daughter, can't you help the Pangestu family a little? Haven't I been taking good care of you all this time?"

Oh? Her father finally brought up his effort for raising and taking care of her. It looked like the man changed his plan and started playing his pity card.

Lilia lifted her head to look at him, her eyes were still calm. "Aren't you good to me because of my value?"

"Of course not!" Robert was quick to deny. "Don't you remember what I have done for you since you were a child? Did you forget that when you were two years old, you suddenly got sick and I carried you to the hospital? Have you forgotten most of the night I read you bedtime stories when you were three years old? I didn't scold you when you misbehaved and broke the vase of the house. When you were fourteen years old, your stomach hurt, it was I..."

The words spoken by Robert made Lilia's heart turn bitter and her head dizzy. She looked closely at him and sneered. "So you didn't come here to see me, but to ask if I still care about the Pangestu family? Are you really that desperate?"

Her words were so straightforward that Robert's pitiful face began to show his emotions.

Lilia tried her hardest to hold back her anger. But before she could speak, Jean Widjaya, who had been silent for a long time, tapped her slightly stiff shoulder and asked in a soft tone. "Are you tired?"

Lilia returned her gaze and nodded calmly. "A little."

Liar. She was so tired, tired!

Twenty-four years of being raised by the wrong parents really made Lilia wonder about true parental affection. Nevertheless, Robert had given her warmth while he was taking care of her, so she refrained from exploding.

Even so, she just couldn't forget what they did to her.

"Get up and rest. Since it's about company business, let me talk to Mr. Robert."

Upon hearing this, Robert narrowed his brows and interrupted. "Jean, let Lilia stay too,"

Jean's dim gaze swept across Robert, his blank gaze stared at him as if silencing. It was cold. His pupils were sinking so deeply that one could not understand what the man had in mind.

Jean didn't answer, but his face looked calm when he said to Lilia, "Don't sleep yet, you haven't eaten dinner."

Lilia took a deep breath and stared at him for a while. She could feel the man's affection towards her. She no longer resisted and finally nodded. 

When she stood up, she looked at Robert and smiled. "Send my greetings to your daughter."

It was another heart-breaking reminder.

At the end of the conversation, Lilia walked over towards the spiral staircase without looking back. Robert was a little dissatisfied. When her figure slowly climbed the stairs, Robert rose to his feet and intended to stop her, as if he didn't want her to go away.

His intention was so clear that Jean, who had been sitting still like a mountain, inadvertently raised his eyebrows and said in a deep tone, "Robert, if you want to talk then sit down."

Robert got goosebumps and broke out in a cold sweat when he heard it. He didn't dare to fight back and finally sat down. He could only watch Lilia disappear at the corner of the stairs while he still felt a little desperate.

He smoothed his clothes, and when he met Jean's face, his tone became gentler. "Jean, do you really want to talk to me? You should already know that I have tried to contact you and make appointments with your assistant many times before. But he always says the same thing that you are not in Surabaya. So here I am today. I'm so desperate to come here with the hope that you are at home."

Robert sat in his chair with a slightly frustrated expression, and his life spirit slowly withered during his hard time.

Jean leaned back on the sofa looking relaxed and lazy, but his figure was still looking majestic. He supported his head with one hand on the armrest and said. "So your purpose in coming tonight is to use Lilia as your negotiating tool? You want to use her feelings to help the Pangestu Family overcome difficulties?"

Robert didn't speak, but his eyes were blinking. It was obviously a shame that his true intentions had been exposed.

"Heh..." The man smiled slowly. "Mr. Robert, don't you understand your situation right now? Have you forgotten how you've disappointed Lilia? Why do you still think that you still have the face to ask her for help?"

"Jean, you can't say it like that!" Robert looked at him disapprovingly. "If it weren't for your assistant who kept turning me down, I wouldn't have asked Lilia for help."

"The Widjaya family's sudden withdrawal of capital was a violation of our contract itself. Besides, many companies have cut off their cooperation with me one by one. If anyone said that no one had a hand behind this, I definitely wouldn't believe it."

Robert's tone was mixed with straightforward questions. In the past, he didn't have the courage to talk to the fourth son of the Widjaya family like this.

But now, at the critical moment that'd decide the fate of the Pangestu family, Robert could not hold back. Hence, many impulsive emotions bottled up inside him exploded simultaneously. His emotions were the same as when a dam collapsed— everything came together.

Robert thought that Jean's action was very reckless.

Even if there was a dispute between the Pangestu family and his wife, he should not ignore the rules of business and recklessly break off the cooperation unilaterally.

However, facing Robert's rude tone, Jean was still calm and indifferent.

He took out a cigarette box from his pocket and lit his cigarette. His eyes lowered as he tried to think of something. Then he slowly stood up under Robert's gaze and walked to the window to open it. After he let in the cool night breeze, he turned around slowly.

He narrowed his eyes as he exhaled the smoke and stood before the bright window. The man then asked in a condescending tone, "Are you suspecting me, Mr. Robert?"