My Supermodel Wife

Leonard slowly shook his head. "No, Mellisa… She's pregnant!" 

After those words came out, Leonhart smiled clearly. "I know, so the course will start in January next year… There are three branches of our family hospital overseas. There's no need to worry about the birth of your child."

Oh, this dear father knew everything and he'd made all the arrangements for him!

Leonard looked at him deeply, sighed and nodded. "If this is the case, then it's all up to you. But… three years… is that not too long?"

"Well, don't think this is just a waste of time. You left Bandung at the age of 19 and worked as a policeman for many years. I believed that you had the absolute ability to catch criminals."

"But for family development and planning, even though you have received training in finance since childhood, you still lack practical experience. Three years is not long, I will wait for you and Mellisa to return and that's when I will fully entrust the Adler Family to you!"

...

At this time, near the inner space of the Flower Hall, Mellisa had been standing not far from the corridor, waiting for a while.

She wasn't hungry, so she planned to wait outside the door and wait for Leonard to come out before finally going to eat.

Melissa took a deep breath. The air conditioner above her head was still blowing cold air, feeling slightly cool that she subconsciously rubbed her arm with her hand.

"Miss Mayer!"

At this moment, a casual call came from the other side of the silent corridor.

Mellisa looked at him closely, and under the warm yellow light, she saw Frans walking leisurely.

He was still wearing his gray casual suit when he attended the banquet. Such clothes show his relaxed and unruly style.

Mellisa looked into his narrow eyes, and instinctively became alert.

"Mr. Francis."

She called out to him warmly, and silently stared at his walking figure.

This man, with his narrow and sharp gaze combined with the scar on his brow, didn't look like a good person.

In an instant, Frans was already standing in front of her.

There were only a few steps between the two, but his unfriendly eyes made Mellisa involuntarily feel tension in her nerves.

Do they know each other?

If she had never seen him before, why did his voice have an inexplicable familiarity?

At this moment, Frans put one hand in his pocket, and leaned against the wall.

He looked carelessly at Mellisa with his aggressive gaze. After a few seconds, he lifted his lips. "Miss Mayer, how about we chat for a bit?"

Mellisa stared back at him nonchalantly. "It's getting late, shouldn't you better rest?"

She didn't respond directly to Frans' question. This person appeared here and at a time like this… of course it felt too strange and intentional.

Melissa was well aware, she couldn't believe that Frans just wanted to come and be friends with her!

Hearing this, Frans shrugged and narrowed his eyes with a smile. "Isn't Miss Mayer herself not resting? You haven't answered me yet, how about we have a chat?"

"A person like you is willing to chat with me, of course I'm honored." Mellisa nodded pretentiously, avoiding the man's eyes cleverly.

Frans aggressively leaned over and pushed her against the wall. "What kind of person do you think I am? If I say that I admire you, then is it weird that I want to be friends with you?"

This excuse sounds wrong!

The wariness in Mellisa's eyes grew stronger.

As Frans moved closer, he also caught the look in the woman's eyes.

This situation made Mellisa feel like a cornered kitten.

Thinking of this, she leaned back and retreated to a safe distance again, answering warmly, "Mr. Frans, you are really good at joking!"

"Is that true?" Frans looked surprised, then said back, "Did this Miss Mayer misunderstand? I really want to be friends with you. If my reason to admire you isn't enough, then... Actually, I'm more interested in Mellisa Mayer's true identity. How about this then?"

Mellisa's heart sank, and her brows grew colder.

She had a good memory, she searched her deepest memories but she couldn't find any clues about him.

But where did her refusal come from? Was it instinctive?!

Perhaps because Melissa was silent for a long time, Frans gradually reduced the tension around him and laughed.

His eyes were long and narrow, exuding a deep meaning that Mellisa couldn't understand. 

Not long after, the door behind her suddenly opened, and Leonard came out from inside with a calm expression.

As he walked, he was surprised. He didn't expect to see Mellisa and Frans facing each other in the corridor.

He calmly walked forward, raised his hand to hug Mellisa's arm, and saw Frans leaning back on the wall for a moment.

"Why are you here?"

When the words fell, the man was standing firmly against the wall, and his tone was very light. "I was just taking a walk!"

Leonard seemed to extend his eyebrows and smiled clearly. "So, are you done talking?"

Frans glanced at Leonard and looked at Mellisa, then said with intrigue, "I was a little bored at first, but I happened to meet Miss Mayer, which made me very happy!"

This kind of remark came out of his mouth, and it was inappropriate to say it to someone else's wife.

However, Leonard was not angry, and he didn't even have an expression. He hugged Mellisa to his side, looked at the woman and smiled, "Thank you for taking your time to accompany Mr. Frans."

After he finished speaking, Leonard looked at his opponent again, and said formally, "Since Mr. Frans is bored, is it necessary for me to accompany you?"

Frans had an evil smile on his mouth, and he glanced lightly at him. "No, I've already met the person I want to see, so others are not that important! It's getting late, I won't bother you anymore. Miss Mayer, see you tomorrow!"

After saying that, Frans smiled at Mellisa faintly. Then he turned around and returned to where he came from.

Leonard and Melisa saw his departing figure, and their expressions filled with earnestness.

What was that guy's goal?!

Leonard contemplated for a few seconds, then heard a soft gasp.

He looked sideways at Melissa, and when he let go of his arm, he unbuttoned his jacket and asked, "What did he say to you?"

Mellisa licked the corners of her dry lips and shook her head slightly. "He didn't say anything, he just said he wanted to be friends."

Leonard took off his coat and placed it on Mellisa's shoulder. When he hugged her again, he comforted her. "It's fine, don't be afraid. No matter what he wants, I will protect you."