My Supermodel Wife

Mellisa returned to Leonard's bedroom while supporting him on her shoulder. After that, her face was stained with a tired mist.

Even though Leonard had lost a lot of weight, he put all his weight on Mellisa's shoulders.

After Leonard sat on the bed, he opened the blanket and covered himself.

And Mellisa poured water for him, but she didn't notice his little movement.

Currently, the man is lying on his back wearing sunglasses, his thin lips are slightly pursed, and his expression is smooth.

Fuck!

She felt that if this continued, she would die sooner or later.

She just hugged him, and the result was simply unbelievable!

This man is…. a little too sėxy.

Mellisa took the glass of water from the table and put down another straw. When she turned to look at the bed she saw the strained expression on Leonard's face.

She frowned slowly, put the straw to his mouth, and asked, "Master, does the wound hurt?"

Leonard took a sip of water while holding the straw. "Well, it hurts."

Really, his heart hurts!

"Is there any painkiller? I..."

He turned his head and spat out the straw. After taking a deep breath, he recovered his usual stability. "After eating, help me take a shower."

The cup in Melissa's hand almost fell.

Such a sentence made her feel hot.

Help him take a shower? Is that a maid's job?!

Melissa's movements were much slower, and when she turned to push the dining cart, the whole of her body was stiff.

At the bedroom door, the old butler looked at the scene in the room with relief.

Very good!

This little servant is highly trusted by the young master. Seeing them getting along well, the old butler's wrinkled face couldn't help but smile.

If there is time, he should ask this servant if he has any relatives or not.

If so, let them come to the Adler family and serve the young master together! 

The salary is good, and the treatment is good!

The old butler stood with his hands behind his back and looked at whom he thought was a guy. Then he turned and left, and closed the door.

He had to send a letter to the Patriarch, reporting that the young master's situation has improved a bit lately, and that he has not cold anymore.

The Patriarch would be very happy to hear that.

...

Mellisa personally fed the lunch to Leonard.

After all, the man couldn't see with his eyes, so she happily did it for him.

At this time, she took a piece of broccoli and brought it to his mouth, she reminded him, "It's broccoli." 

When the voice fell, Leonard looked away, and his tone rose slightly. "I don't like eating broccoli!"

Doesn't she know?!

Mellisa's hand stopped at his mouth, then she patiently explained. "I know you don't like eating this, but this is nutritious and good for your wound."

Oh!

Leonard felt comfortable when he heard her tone, and without a word, he opened his mouth and ate the broccoli.

After eating, he smacked the corner of his mouth. "Go on!"

Mellisa stared at him dumbfounded, with a hint of care at the corner of her eyes. "Don't you like it?"

"Give me another!"

After taking a piece, Mellisa took a tissue and wiped the corner of his mouth for him. "Master is too skinny now, eat more."

Leonard chewed the food and nodded kindly. "If you think like that, then...you will be responsible for my meals."

"Okay, if you consider it appropriate. Master, just now… I heard the butler say that you chased away the servants? Were they not careful enough to look after you?"

Mellisa couldn't help but doubt in her heart.

Leonard pursed the corners of his lips, paused for a moment, and answered in a tired tone, "What's so hard about taking care of me? After all, I'm a cripple, just walking is too hard. Instead of letting them laugh at me behind my back, I'd better throw them away."

Hearing this, Mellisa stopped from trying to dig further.

Did the maids really dare to laugh at Leonard for being blind?!

Melissa's eyes dimmed, she was contemplating whether to do something.

She really wanted to take this opportunity to make them learn a lesson!

She never laughed at Leonard's condition, how dare those maids speak ill of him!

At this moment, Melissa's heart was burning with fire, she didn't realize that all this was just Leonard's doing.

It seemed... ever since she saw Leonard's weak figure, Mellisa's ice cold personality had started to melt.

At this time, Melisa put down the spoon, took out the chicken soup and stirred it twice. After feeding it to the man, she comforted him in a deep voice, "Master, don't worry. I will take care of you in the future. Eat more to get better quickly!"

After taking a mouthful of the chicken soup, Leonard sighed and shook his head. "You became my servant because it was my order, but if you feel uncomfortable serving me, you can stop and leave at any time. I can ask another maid to take care of me."

As the words fell, Leonard turned to face the window, but his thin lips revealed an evil sly smile where Melissa could not see.

This is how Jean taught him to retreat as progress!

Sure enough, when Mellisa heard these words, her heart stung.

She put the chicken soup on the dining carriage and stared at Leonard for a moment. "I voluntarily stayed to take care of you. Since you like the milk I made, I will make another one for you in the afternoon."

Leonard didn't speak, but his eyes behind his sunglasses were shining brightly.

After a while, Mellisa saw the food on the dining carriage, and just as she was about to feed him a piece of fruit, Leonard suddenly said, "Help me take a shower!

And so the sound of fruits falling on the dining cart echoed!

"What is it?" Leonard couldn't help but tilt his head to face her without hearing the answer.

Mellisa bit the corner of her mouth, shook her head slightly. When she recalled that his eyes were blind, she then said, "It's okay, I'll take away this empty carriage first, then I'll prepare the warm bath."

"Yes." Leonard replied.

Mellisa immediately cleaned up, and walked out the door pushing the dining carriage.

Even though she looked the same, noises were still heard from her direction.

When she opened the door, the dining carriage seemed to be around the corner.

On leaving the house, the dining carriage reached the door frame again.

Melissa is nervous!

The smile on Leonard's lips slowly widened, and he took off his sunglasses comfortably.

He's about to take a shower, there's no way he's wearing his sunglasses!

Five minutes later, Mellisa's blushing face returned to the bedroom.

"What takes you so long?" Leonard looked impatiently waiting, and his tone was a bit rushed!

Mellisa glanced at him and answered languidly, "I will prepare the bath."

"Oh okay."

Melissa paced back and forth on the bed, clenching her fists while trying to put up a final struggle. "Master, I have never bathed anyone, and I am worried about my poor performance, how about... I ask the butler to help?"

Even when they were together, they never bathed together.

What's more, the man privately asked her to help him take a bath....