My Supermodel Wife

Back at home, everyone sat in the living room.

The servants had left to prepare tea and cake, leaving all of the Widjaya family members in the living room. Even if everything seems alright, the pain in their heart will probably only subside with time.

James took the cigar from the table with dim eyes. He just wanted to smoke to clear his mind, but Irene patted him. "Lilia is still here, don't smoke!"

James suddenly came to his senses, and when he raised his eyebrows, he shook his head. He replied with a wry smile. "Lilia, do you mind? I just want to smoke one."

Lilia shook her head, turned her gaze to look at Jean beside her, and poked his thɨġh with her fingertip.

When the man averted his gaze, Lilia pointed at her stomach.

Jean understood in a second, he held her finger and said. "Sister Claire has given birth, we've become uncles."

James subconsciously dropped the cigar in his hand. "Give birth? It's only been a few months, how come so soon?!"

"Seven months, premature labor."

Irene sighed. "Why did she give birth prematurely? When I met her a while ago, I was sure she was still in very good condition!"

Jean licked the corners of his lips incoherently. "She was very emotionally sad when she heard the news of the second brother's death yesterday."

"Oh!" James slapped his thɨġh. "It's a shame she didn't get to see her brother."

Irene's face turned pale before she asked, "Is it a girl?"

Earlier when they met, Claire revealed that she had done four-dimensional radiographs before, and already knew it was a girl.

Hearing that, Jean nodded. "Yes, it's a girl."

Irene's heart hung in relief, and she couldn't help but cheer her up. "This kid should be fine. Although I've often heard that premature birth has many problems, I'm sure the Austin family will do their best to look after her."

Jean nodded with a tired look on his face and didn't say anything else.

...

Afternoon, at half past three, a Lincoln car pulled out of the Widjaya family's house.

Vincent sat in the front seat, turned around and looked back. "I'm going back to Parma tomorrow, do you want to come with me?"

The man shook his head. "I have something else!"

Vincent pursed his lips. "I know you must reject me! However, since you recently lost your second brother, I'll let this pass. But when you're free later, you should go back and have a look!"

"Ah." The man answered weakly. 

Vincent glanced at him, then looked at Lilia. "Don't forget to use the essence I gave you. Otherwise, I'm sure your body will be covered with lots of stretch marks! Don't make Josh hate you because I'm ready to take him to Parma if that happens!"

Lilia. "..."

She felt that if Vincent didn't speak, she would still be a Lilia who only cared about her child's development.

But when Vincent reminded her, of course Lilia would remember. Lilia smiled at Vincent and replied, "I know, thanks!"

"You don't need to thank me, I just have plenty of free time." Vincent sat up straight, turned his head and looked out the window, then mumbled. "Where are we going? Aren't we going to eat at your family's house in the evening?"

Jean glanced at the time on his phone's screen. "I'm taking you to meet some friends!"

When he first called Vincent to come here from Parma, Jean didn't have time to introduce him to the other brothers.

Now that the matter was over, it was time for everyone to meet Vincent.

Half past four, at Tang Palace, the restaurant is located in the center of Surabaya.

All the ingredients in this famous restaurant are imported from abroad, and the main focus is on fine taste.

The car slowly came to a stop in front of the restaurant's entrance. A ray of fire from the sky reflected in the setting sun, and a group of three walked casually to the entrance.

In the private room, a long European-style dining table is placed with flowers and cutlery. The interior design is elegant and luxurious.

By this time, Chris and Alex had arrived first, and they were sitting side by side at the table, tired of having nothing to talk about.

"I heard that Jean's brother has died!"

Chris' index finger gently tapped on the cutlery as he looked at Alex.

Alex stopped his hand from propping his chin in midair, and his expression showed astonishment. "Are you serious? My family hasn't heard the news yet!"

Chris raised an eyebrow, reached out and pushed the dinner plate forward. "It's true, it was Irene who told my family this morning! The funeral was done this morning."

"Then Jean..."

Now, the one who felt the most uncomfortable was probably Jean.

But why would Jean still think of inviting everyone to eat together?!

Chris looked at him and guessed. "Maybe he wants to introduce the doctor to us. That man has been taking care of his second brother. After all, Jean also considers him a brother from abroad. Such a person deserves to be a close friend!"

Alex glanced at Chris with an emotional gesture, reminding him. "After all, Jean just lost his brother, so don't try to make it into anything that will gain you a profit!"

"Ah, Then..."

Before the voice finished, the door of the room was opened by the maid.

Chris and Alex looked sideways at the same time, and when they saw three people outside the door, they stood together.

Jean and Lilia walked in front while Vincent was behind them. When they stepped into the room, they continued to pay attention to the sight.

After some observation, Vincent pursed the corners of his mouth seriously, "Josh, this restaurant is nice and fancy!"

At Parma, Vincent has participated in various top-level events since childhood. Therefore, he is always picky when eating at restaurants. It just so happened that this famous Tang Palace suited his taste very well.

"Sit down." Jean led Lilia and sat across from Chris.

When Chris and Alex saw Vincent sitting next to Jean, they couldn't help but look at each other.

This kid doesn't think of himself as an outsider?!

"This..." Chris looked disapproved. 

But before Chris could rebuke, Vincent said casually, "Relax bro, let's sit down. By the way, call me Master Vincent."

Chris. " ... "

Lilia pursed her lips and smiled, "Vincent is still Vincent!

Even Jean's brows were colored with a hint of interest. Seeing Vincent's proud and proud attitude, a slight smile appeared on his thin lips.

Chris looked at Jean, cleared his throat, and hid his embarrassment, "Master Vincent, can you sit here? There are people who are better suited to sit next to Jean!"

Then, he heard Vincent's serious answer. "Don't want to!"

Chris choked and frowned slightly, then narrowed his eyes at him.

Seeing Chris' face turn irritated, Alex couldn't help but persuade Vincent in a friendly manner. "Master Vincent, that seat is for those with closer ties to Jean, so you are not fit to sit there!"

Vincent leaned back in the chair, lifted his legs, and looked relaxed. An evil smile rose adorned his lips. 

"You can treat me as Josh's brother!"