My Supermodel Wife

I am me, he is him...

Mellisa's ȧssertiveness immediately put Lilia in a dilemma.

She also wanted to say some nice things about her future brother-in-law, but Mellisa was clearly reluctant to listen.

"Sis, you really don't plan to give him another chance? Even if he's getting married, don't you think that there might be a hidden secret here? He's the heir to his family, if something were to happen, how could he possibly be caught?"

After a few seconds of silence, Mellisa said, "That's his business!"

At this point, Lilia's many persuasions were rebuffed by Melisa.

She even wanted to try again, but Mellisa said, "Lilia, if you are still my sister, don't mention his name to me again! Everyone has a choice, and he chooses to marry. No one can force him not to do it!

"I'm a bit busy right now, you have to take care of yourself, and if you have any other needs, feel free to call me anytime.."

Even before Lilia could answer, Mellisa had already hung up the phone.

Lilia took her phone and looked at it with a blank stare, then Mellisa's image even came to mind.

She… really didn't plan on reconnecting with Leonard!

And despite everything that had happened, she seemed to have accepted Leonard's marriage.

Such speculation kept Lilia silent all the way.

Until she walked into Jean's office, her mind was still wandering.

Entering the door, she looked confusedly, walked over to the sofa and sat down, then leaned against the armrest, resting her cheeks in a daze.

Currently, the man was sitting in front of his desk, and when he caught her attitude, his eyes were filled with curiosity. 

He closed the folder on the table, got up and paced around Lilia, bowing slightly. "What are you thinking about?"

Lilia didn't raise her head or open her eyes, her dazed expression remained the same, and muttered, "Mellisa and Leonard... Looks like they really don't get along!"

Hearing the voice, the man raised his eyebrows, and placed his finger on her forehead. "Have you called her?"

Lilia nodded, still not looking back. "She has found out about Leonard's marriage, I think she might really be heartbroken!" 

As the words fell, she became dazed. She blinked her eyes, met the man's piercing gaze, and shook her head in regret. "I was just thinking.... It was too bad."

Jean stepped beside her, then sat down and reached for the cell phone. "It seems that I can understand well Mellisa's response."

He unlocked the screen as he said, and dialed Leonard's number.

Lilia was too late to stop him, since the other party had already picked up the phone.

"How? Have you conveyed my message to him?"

Leonard was frank, his tone sounded a little worried.

The man held his cell phone and glanced at Lilia with a complicated expression. He hummed, "Melissa already knows!"

Leonard heaved a sigh of relief. "Okay, thanks!"

Hearing that answer, Jean immediately explained in a deep voice. "You don't need to thank me, Mellisa already knew about your marriage!"

"What do you mean?" Leonard's voice was loud for a moment.

Lilia said over the phone. "Mellisa's friends have been in Bandung for a long time. Not only does she know that you are getting married, she also sees you and your fiancée's pre-wedding photos!"

For a long time, the sound of his throat swallowing and the rising and falling of loud breathing could be clearly heard from the earpiece.

Leonard squeezed the phone tightly, and his voice became very hoarse. "I see, thank you."

He didn't say anything, but Lilia knew what it meant. It's as if he had exhausted all his sorrows.

Maybe even she herself didn't think about it, but Leonard really didn't expect that Mellisa would know the news beforehand.

This result also interfered with all his plans and arrangements without being seen.

He knew Mellisa too well, he was worried... He had already prepared his mind to make his own decision.

As for his planned wedding and everything about it, Leonard had to rack his brain twice as hard to find the answer.

...

At four o'clock, Lilia and Jean returned to the Wijaya family's house ahead of schedule.

Alan came with her.

The mother and son were sitting in front of Irene, and the atmosphere around them was very harmonious.

"Lilia and Jean are back!"

When Alan leaned forward and took the teacup from the table, he saw them as soon as he lifted his eyes.

Irene and Jenny looked to the side at the same time, and her aunt smiled very openly. "Lilia, come here!"

Lilia put her leather bag in the lower cupboard at the entrance then walked over to Jenny and politely greeted her. "Auntie!"

Jenny smiled, her hair neatly tucked behind her head, looking elegant and charming.

She took Lilia's hand and asked her to sit next to her. She looked up and down, and couldn't help but joke with relief. "Looks like Jean has taken good care of our little girl. Look at this face. I haven't seen her in a long time, but she's getting prettier!"

Then, Jenny looked down at her lower belly. "This child of yours, is it bothering you? If Alan hadn't told me, I wouldn't have known that  you were pregnant!"

"Last time in Jakarta, you and Mellisa left in a hurry, so I didn't have time to notice this pregnancy of yours! You have to be careful from now on, the pregnancy of the first child is very troublesome!"

Lilia lowered her eyelids and nodded slightly, listening to her aunt's words.

As her belly swells day by day, even if people don't say anything, anyone can see some clues.

Thinking of this, Lilia calmly accepted her aunt's advice.

At this time, Alan put down his teacup again, then looked at Jean. "Jean, out for a smoke?" 

The man raised his eyes and looked at him. "Okay."

Lilia watched the two figures leaving together. It seems that whenever men talk about things, they use smoking as an excuse.

Irene saw this scene, and shook her head helplessly. "This stinky boy is addicted to cigarettes!"

Jenny agreed with the incident. "My husband is the same, he's smoking cigarettes every day. I'm tired of advising him and his son!" 

The two wives told each other. After a while, Jenny seriously looked at Irene. "Irene, I have prepared my heart. Take me to see the second brother!"

It is remarkable that people who have been dead for more than ten years are now "raised from the dead".

Irene smiled slightly, and raised her hand to ċȧrėss the hem of her shirt. "Okay. Lilia, come with us. By now, Jack should be awake!"

Lilia nodded and followed the two. Finally, the three went up to the second floor.

As they drew closer to the last room at the end of the corridor, the faint herbal scent wafting through the air became stronger.

This smell reminded Lilia of when she first came to Uncle Hans' room, it seemed like it was also a strong smell of Chinese medicine.

Maybe the recipe Uncle Hans used came from Vincent.