My Supermodel Wife

Lilia hesitated for three seconds, then gave him a thumbs up. "My husband is amazing!"

She was sure that they would be the winner in the confrontation between the Widjaya family and the Ricardo family.

The man looked up at her with a smile, his eyes reflected his smile. "I have to be good enough to be worthy of Mrs. Widjaya."

Lilia coughed lightly, her cheeks starting to turn red out of her control.

Even though they have become husband and wife, the occasional romantic words from Jean are still able to make vibrations in her heart and mind.

To hide her embarrassment, Lilia raised her hand and scratched the corner of her eye, muttering, "What are we having for lunch?"

"Let's head back home and I'll make a meal for you."

Lilia looked confused. "Aren't you busy? Isn't your company's cafeteria selling food? I'm not in the mood for any cravings anyway."

Jean got up from the sofa, walked to his work chair and looked back at her as he took his coat. "The food in the cafeteria is so greasy, it doesn't suit you."

Lilia glanced at the time and didn't answer again. She put on her coat and left with the man, then whispered in his ear, "If your employees know that their big boss comes home only to cook for his wife every day, everyone must be surprised!"

The man took her hand and stepped into the elevator, then joked in a low voice, "Not only will my employees know that I cook for you, won't your fans and people in your office also know?"

This sentence reminded Lilia of the post she had posted.

'My husband is the most romantic person in the world!'

Lilia faced his warm eyes through the mirror on the wall of the elevator, then stretched out her hand and pulled out her scarf, covering half of her face. But the corner of her mouth gave off an unfathomable smile.

As they made their way into the underground parking lot, they ran into Clifford who was holding a box and headed for the elevator.

Seeing them, Clifford stood still. "Young master, madam." 

The man glanced at the box in his hand. "Later."

Clifford replied with a nice line, and then handed the box forward, "Madame, a delivery for you!"

Lilia raised an eyebrow. "For me?"

How could the package for her arrive at her husband's company?!

Clifford nodded, then explained with a sharp glance. "It was sent from Parma, with your name written as the recipient. I just got it when I came back from the mailroom, and the sender was… Vincent!"

Lilia is suspicious, is there a bomb in it?!

She has fresh memories of Vincent's special appearance, which in her most honest opinion would be a difficult competitor if he were born the opposite gender.

"Put it in the car." Jean then looked at Lilia. "Let's go."

Lilia nodded, and on her way back, she kept guessing what Vincent sent.

When she returned to the Lakeside Villa, Lilia opened the door and couldn't wait to let the man put the box on the table.

She went to the kitchen, took the scissors, and stood in front of the box with one hand. "Did Vincent tell you about the contents of this box?"

The man took off his coat and rolled his sleeves up his forearms. "No, it might contain medicinal ingredients or skin care products."

He thought of Vincent's understanding, that's why he guessed this way.

Lilia wrinkled the corners of her mouth, and as she carefully cut the wrapping paper, she still muttered to herself. "He's clearly hating women, why is he suddenly so attentive?" 

The man chuckled, and remembering the impression Lilia left on Vincent, he couldn't help but laugh.

The box had been opened, and when Lilia lifted the lid, a strong medicinal smell immediately emitted.

She lifted her eyes in a new way, her tone shocked. "It's true! These are medicinal ingredients!"

Could it be that Vincent had found his conscience ?!

When she was in Parma, he obviously didn't care about her at all.

Even though her eyes didn't hurt or itch, at least she wanted to thank him!

Lilia took out the contents of the boxes one by one. There were more than 20 specially packaged bags of Chinese medicine and two large bottles.

"What is this?"

Lilia picked up a bottle, looked at it, and finally found a note at the bottom of the bottle: Repair Essence.

When she was confused, the man's phone rang.

Vincent's lazy voice came through the earpiece and it sounded a little proud. "I sent a gift to your wife, have you received it?" 

The man hummed and pressed the speakerphone beside him.

Vincent chuckled. "Don't be too grateful to me, just think of those things as my gifts to you."

Lilia looked at the table and stared at the medicinal ingredients along with the two large bottles of refined essence. She couldn't help but ask, "How should I use them?"

Vincent didn't seem to expect Lilia to hear his voice. He paused for a moment and said angrily. "Are you blind? Read the manual there!"

"Really? I'll look for it!" Lilia immediately looked for it, but she had unpacked all the boxes and didn't see the so-called manual book.

On the other end of the line, Vincent is silent for a few moments, and he can still be heard vaguely turning things over.

For about a minute, he snorted. "That's... I forgot to put in the manual, I'll take a photo and send it to Josh."

Lilia was speechless.

After a while, Vincent advised again. "Don't use too much of the repair essence. I sent you two bottles which should last more than two months. Every day, you have to rub it on your stomach during pregnancy. I promise if you use it, there will be no stretch marks after you give birth!"

Lilia couldn't utter a word.

Jean narrowed his eyes in a dangerous tone. "Who are you?"

Vincent choked and cleared his throat. "Your joke isn't funny, alright!? Some of those Chinese medicines can relieve morning sickness. You can drink it as instructed."

Lilia nodded and thanked him. "Thank you for your attention!"

"Ugh, no problem. However, treating the side effects of pregnancy isn't a trivial matter. After you give birth later, explain in detail how you feel after taking all the medicine."

Lilia looked at the medicinal ingredients on the table with a strange expression, feeling as if she had become a guinea pig!

After a while, Jean's cellphone rang again. Apparently, Vincent didn't forget to send a photo from the manual.

...

Ten minutes later, the man prepared lunch for Lilia in the kitchen according to a recipe arranged by a nutritionist.

When Lilia sat in the living room, she was carefully reading the manual from Vincent's handwriting.

She carefully read the meaning of Phytolacca, and the instructions listed the properties and the dosage of the medicinal ingredients in detail.

At lunch, Lilia saw boiled potatoes, cream of mushroom soup, and steamed shrimp on the table. The color, fragrance, and shape really make her appetite shot up.

"My husband has worked hard!"

Lilia sat at the table and thanked the man in a pleasant way. After a while, she got up and leaned over and kissed him on the cheek.

The man put a glass of apple juice in front of her and brushed her hair. "Taste it, I'm afraid it doesn't suit your appetite."

"This is so good!" 

After Jean washed his hands, he sat down on the opposite side. The man then elegantly served her a bowl of green bean porridge.

Nothing is more important in this world than the health of his wife and child!