My Supermodel Wife

In the parking lot, Rachel quickly found Alan's car.

After catching her breath properly, she didn't forget to tidy up her clothes as she walked over. Like a girl in love, she walked towards her favorite man step by step.​​

In the car, Alan was seen smoking with the window half open.

He narrowed his eyes slightly, his elbows stuck out the window, and his chiseled cheeks stood out even from behind the white mist. His eyes still looked lazy as ever.

"Mr. Alan," she greeted, then waved at him with a smile from outside the car's window.

Alan raised his eyebrows, then he turned to the chair beside him as he continued smoking.

This wasn't Rachel's first time getting into his car. She opened the side door and got into the car without hesitation.

Just as she sat up straight, a puff of smoke caught the cool night breeze on her face, and she unconsciously coughed while covering the tip of her nose.

"Did you just choke on my smoke?" Alan glanced at her, but as he spoke, he stubbed out his cigarette in the car's ashtray.

She didn't speak, she just lowered her head and smiled. The woman felt a strange pulse that was long gone.

Alan looked at her speechless, he clearly caught all of her expressions. "I might need to come to the hospital often while Lilia is still staying. You are her good friend, if you want to come, you can go with me."

Feeling flattered, Rachel looked away in surprise. Then she returned to look into Alan's serious eyes. "Isn't this... isn't this inappropriate?"

"What is inappropriate? If it's uncomfortable for you, then..."

"No, of course I appreciate it!" Before Alan finished speaking, Rachel was the first to speak.

She knew she was being a little hypocrite, but the feeling in her heart told her that she still didn't deserve to be with Alan.

Alan watched Rachel's gaze flickering, his thin lips then let out a small smile. Without saying anything, he started the car and left the hospital.

...

In the restroom of the ward, Leonard and Jean were standing in front of the window smoking a cigarette after everyone had left.

Mellisa had gone to the room to take care of Lilia. Her original plan of leaving the city was postponed due to Lilia's condition.

Right now, nothing was more important than her little sister's life for her.

The night outside was dark, and a cold wind slowly blew into the room from the gap in the window.

Leonard handed the phone to Jean. "Lawrence just sent a message, the result of the physical examination shows that it's normal. I asked specifically, he said that he only did some blood tests for Lilia at the beginning, so he found no signs of pregnancy."

All Ivory Hospital test reports were released this morning.

Since Lawrence had several operations to perform during the day, he didn't have time to present the result to them.

Now, the conclusions from the physical examination were all normal, which was pretty reassuring.

Jean then replied in his deep, cold voice. "Well, thank you very much," then he returned to smoking, letting out the smoke against the window.

Leonard stared at the side of his face. "This time, the problem is a bit complicated. Just as I was reading some comments on the Internet, everyone seemed to be discussing William's heroic action."

After the words fell, Jean turned his gaze towards him through the light mist. "What do you want to say?"

Leonard smiled faintly. "I'm sure you understand it. What I'm trying to say is, don't you think William's heroic action is very popular?!"

"You mean..." The man tried to digest Leonard's words, his face suddenly turned grim.

"Yes, though it's not confirmed, it's just my hunch."

Leonard did not hesitate to express his opinion. "His past with Lilia has been reposted on the Internet many times. He saved Lilia and made their fans excited."

"People are so focused on his heroic action and forget their past. I heard that he was the previous actor and the boyfriend of the third daughter from the Hartanto family. In the competitive entertainment industry, is he really willing to sacrifice his life to protect others? If his love is so deep, why have I never seen him do anything touching before?"

Leonard's speculation stemmed from his sharp mind he got from his training as a cop.

He had handled big and important cases, and when investigating the truth, he had never let go of the slightest clue.

Combining the news he saw on the Internet and the fact that the CCTV at the site was down, this accident was more likely planned beforehand.

Leonard didn't know William, he was just analyzing all the possibilities objectively.

According to him, William was badly injured, but he was also the biggest beneficiary.

Look at the rave reviews about him on the Internet and people's impression that had changed dramatically.

At this time, Jean stared silently at the darkness of the night outside the window.

He breathed a little, his eyes were deep as the sea. "Maybe he's involved."

Leonard was still secretly taken aback by his response. "Do you already know?"

After the incident occurred, did Jean already figure out who the culprit was only in a few hours?

The Widjaya family…. Just how powerful were they to have skilled people that were actually working for them?

What Leonard couldn't think of was what he heard next.

"Not yet, the news received by my family is that when Lilia left the scene in the afternoon, the photographer who specifically called William to take pictures had already run off first."

That's why he rushed out when the backdrop fell.

Leonard was in a daze for two seconds and couldn't help but sneer. "Looks like this case is getting more interesting!"

The next morning, Lilia woke up from her dream.

The first time she opened her eyes, she immediately stretched out her hand and touched her stomach.

This extraordinary feeling made her smile widely.

Although her line of sight was still blurry, she still felt happy because of the life that grew inside her.

"You up?" A male calm voice came to her ear, making her turn her head. And when she saw him, she couldn't help but smile. "What time is it now?"

"9:20."

Lilia was shocked. "It's past nine o'clock..." She had really overslept.

Thinking of this, she moved her ankles subconsciously. The tingling was still there, but it sure felt a lot better than yesterday.

"Are you hungry?" The man leaned over the bed and touched her warm cheek, feeling so sorry.

Lilia touched her stomach and nodded. "Looks like it's not me who is hungry, but our child!"

Hearing that, the man gently stroked her hair. After pondering a little, he asked seriously, "Lilia, haven't you considered letting go of this child?"

Lilia's smiling cheeks froze, she stared at him slowly with her blank gaze. "Why should I give it up?"

The man pressed his lips tightly, showing a hint of tolerance. "Because of your eyes. Rather than our child, I want you to be healthy."

His words made Lilia's heart burn.

She gradually lowered her head and opened her palms to see the blurred outline of her hand.

When she fell and was injured, her child was still safe and kept growing just fine in her stomach.

Did Jean really want to let go of their child for her sake?

Lilia clasped her palms carefully as she lowered her brows. Thinking that the child in her stomach belonged to her and her husband, her eyes became soft and watery.

The man sat beside her, gluing his eyes on her calm appearance. He then leaned over and embraced her. "Just give it up, we can still have them again in the future."

Lilia's voice was hoarse, she was faintly choking. "What if I want to keep it?"