My Supermodel Wife

Speaking of Alan, Chris' eyes shone with a cold light.

Jean let out smoke, his eyes staring far away. "It seems that I am indebted to Aunt!"

Chris looked confused. "Hah? How can you be indebted? Do you think they have no ulterior motive?"

"It doesn't matter if they harbor evil hearts, at least the matter with the Ricardo family has ended here!"

Chris was stunned when he heard that. "What do you mean? A villain like Alfred who has been trying for so long to harm you will just stop?"

The man pursed his lips, calmly replying, "Maybe, only Aunt Jenny knows the truth!"

Chris stopped talking!

His heart felt bad!

If Jenny actually did something behind his back, what should he do next?!

Doing good things without gesturing for something in return? He couldn't believe it!

.... 

In less than twenty minutes, Jean and Chris returned to the ward. The two of them walked out of the elevator side by side, and saw Lilia leaning against the opposite wall playing with her cell phone.

Lilia heard the footsteps, looked at them and smiled. "You're finally back!"

Chris raised his eyebrows, cleared his throat, and said awkwardly, "I'll take a look at your second brother's condition and take care of him, you don't need to rush!"

Lilia put the phone in her hand into her pocket, then her pair of clear eyes stared at the man. "Are you in a better mood?"

Jean walked over to her, standing in the corner of the corridor, looking down. He pursed his lips and smiled. "When I saw you, I got much better!"

Hearing his words, Lilia's eyes flashed and she lifted her chin happily. "Really? Then don't take your eyes off me, maybe you'll be in a better mood!"

The man stepped forward, his arms wrapped around her waist. "Okay, I'll listen to you."

Lilia hit him lightly with her elbow. "How many cigarettes did you smoke? You reek!"

"Two!" The man answered smoothly, and he moved away from her. It seemed like Lilia couldn't stand the smell and wanted him to not get so close to her.

But Lilia glanced at him, crossed the man's waistline and wrapped her arms around his waist. "Two is fine, as long as it's not two packs!"

Jean looked down at her sly gaze, but his embrace tightened. "Waiting for me here on purpose?"

"Ah, I didn't know Brother Chris would come and smoke with you, but… I just heard a story and didn't dare to come down!" The smile on the corner of Lilia's mouth hardened slightly. 

The man's brows slightly arched. . "What is it?"

Lilia's steps stopped. She looked at the man beside her with a slightly regretful tone. "Just now, someone in the surgical ward jumped from the window! She had an accident and had to have her leg amputated, she couldn't bear the pain of rehabilitation after the amputation. Half an hour ago, she jumped out of the ward window and ended her life!"

Jean narrowed his eyes in a gentle tone. "Are you afraid?!"

Lilia shook her head. She tugged at the corners of her mouth and whispered, "The one who jumped off that building should be Sara!"

The news spread quickly in the surgical ward.

She bȧrėly needed to ask, she could hear countless whispers.

And what they say most often is the phrase "I heard that it is a woman from a large family, whose last name is Hartanto!"

Combined with the fact that both of her legs were amputated, Lilia concluded that it was Sara.

Several months had passed since she had a car accident.

Unexpectedly, after not hearing from each other for a long time, it turned out that Lilia had heard this sad news.

After hearing this, Jean raised his eyebrows in surprise.

Sara jumps off the building and dies, Chris shouldn't know about this!

"Are you sure it's her?" The man asked hesitantly, Lilia then nodded slowly. "Eighty percent!"

The incident of someone jumping from the building in the surgical inpatient room has been exposed by the media and has caused a lot of talk on the internet.

And Sara's name appeared to the public again.

Netizens have many opinions, and some even mention Sara's life.

The Hartanto family arrived at the hospital around 8 that night.

In Jack's room, Chris looked at the photos on the phone, and pressed his lips together without saying a word.

The photo was sent to him by the Hartanto family's butler, and was intended to be used as Sara's final photo.

Chris glanced attentively, and after turning off the screen, he leaned back on the sofa and closed his eyes. "Thank goodness you're dead, you don't have to suffer alive anymore!" He said, sighing.

Even though he didn't cry over her death, Chris only felt a little regret!

After all, Sara was young and took some wrong steps, but she would only be blamed in the end.

"I'll go down and have a look for a while, I heard they're all here!"

Chris got up, his handsome face cold and indifferent.

Walking to the door, he thought a little, then turned around and looked at Jean. "I'll make sure Sara gets the honor she deserves!"

The man understood the implication, and nodded silently.

He heard that the funeral was handled very quickly.

As for the various rumors circulating on the Internet, the Hartanto family also spent a lot of money to bring down the storm.

Despite the indifference, they still gave Sara a proper farewell ceremony after her death.

Maybe Sara didn't realize it, but after all, she was still a member of the Hartanto family.

...

The next morning, Jack was discharged from the hospital.

The Widjaya family sent a convoy to pick him up. On the way home, Lilia sat in the back seat. As her thoughts whirled, she turned to look at the man beside her. "Jean, I want to return to Villa Lakeside!"

Currently, the convoy is right at the intersection to the Widjaya family's house.

The man looked at her, and after a few seconds of silence, he nodded. "Okay!"

When he heard Lilia's words, Clifford couldn't help but glance at her in the rearview mirror.

In his impression, Lilia was not a naive person!

The family's convoy taking Jack back to the Widjaya family's house made sense, but why did Lilia suddenly want to go home?

Clifford's eyes glanced at the man again. Despite not seeing any displeasure, he still felt that his master's wife was being too unreasonable.

At this moment, Lilia lowered her head and typed a memo on her cell phone. Even though she half lowered her head, she could still see Clifford's eyes.

Lilia reluctantly pulled the corner of her mouth and ignored it as she continued to tap her fingers on the screen.

After half an hour, they arrived at Villa Lakeside.

Lilia was sitting in the car, looking at the familiar scene inside and outside the villa. When she opened the door and got out of the car, she saw that the man didn't move, and she couldn't help but pull his hand away. "Come with me!"

Clifford frowned, he just paused and thought. Meanwhile, Jean had been pulled out by Lilia.

Lilia took the man's arm and walked towards the door. When she pushed it open, she looked back at the door and saw that the car was still parked in its place, and then walked confidently.

The man followed her, walked into the living room, and said in a low voice, "Are you tired?"