My Supermodel Wife

In the car, Merry leaned on Chris' shoulder. Her eyes were red and sparkling, she was still holding the tissue box that Indra had given her. Chris took out a strand from time to time and helped her wipe her face.

Merry, who was still sobbing, could feel the care of the man she loved.

It was precisely because of this action that she wanted to cry even more.

The little girl raised her eyes to see Chris' face. The corners of her mouth trembled, and there was a pain in her heart that made her want to keep shedding tears.

Chris patted her back with one hand, and the look in his eyes caught hers again. He immediately tightened his brows. "Stop crying!"

After hearing the voice, Merry choked her breath without saying a word.

Seeing this, Chris sighed heavily and hugged the little girl and again stroked her back. "Things like this won't happen again in the future, trust me. Let's talk now, what did they do to make you cry like this?"

Under the warm light of the car headlights, Chris' eyes were soft and focused.

Having known Merry for so long, he had never seen her cry so sadly.

He was used to her laughter and play, so her face was more suitable for a bright smile.

At this time, Merry sniffed, looked at Chris in a hurry, and hurriedly closed her eyes, shook her head and said breathlessly, "Grandpa didn't bother me..."

Grandpa?!

Hearing this caused Chris' facial muscles to twitch twice.

Merry is really brave!

Chris suppressed the gloom in his eyes, and held Merry's cheek with one hand, forcing her to look at him. "If he didn't bother you, why are you crying then?"

Merry bit the corner of her mouth, her eyes blinked for a long time, and she said. "I just felt that grandpa was really pitiful, so I cried!"

Chris. "..."

Does this explanation make sense?!

He didn't want to question her anymore!

Chris looked at Merry's guilty conscience, and raised his hand to speak. "There's no need to pity him, he's not as pathetic as you think."

"Oh ..." Merry answered hesitantly, then looked down. Her hands began to fiddle with the tissue box on her arm.

Chris is so handsome!

Especially in this kind of atmosphere and lighting, the lines of his handsome face were very clear, as if they were coated with a layer of golden light. Not to mention his hand that caresses her back…. It feels warm and big.

Suddenly, she remembered Anna's words about people with big hands. If his hand is big then he must be big down there too…..

Just thinking of this, Merry raised her hand and slapped her own head.

What is she thinking!!

At this moment, Chris was subconsciously shocked by her behavior.

He looked at Merry strangely, gracefully caressed her forehead and stroked it. "What's the matter?"

Merry blushed. "There are mosquitoes… Ah, I want to go home."

"Then sit quietly in the front, I'll drive you back."

When Chris turned to pull the car's door, the little girl remained in the back seat and shook her head. "Brother, I want to lie down for a while in the back."

She didn't want to be in close contact with Chris at the moment, otherwise she was afraid that she wouldn't be able to control her thoughts.

The little girl immediately shrank and lay down on the back seat.

At this moment, Chris stopped from opening the door, then squinted at Merry's clearly feigned appearance, and a trace of danger flashed across his eyes.

Damn, something's wrong!

However, since she had just cried, Chris did not refuse her request, and nodded slightly as he agreed to it.

On the way back, Merry sat with her back to the window, her black eyes staring unfocused at the street outside, her gaze filled with confusion and helplessness.

....

Forty minutes later, Chris sent Merry back to the Hiroshi Family's house.

With one hand on the wheel, Chris turned and looked at the back seat. However, he saw the door was open and Merry was already running towards the door of her house. 

Chris. "???"

He stared in the direction where Merry had disappeared, his expression turning colder.

Merry's abnormal behavior made Chris feel suspicious of something.

Not long after, he rolled down the car's window, lit a cigarette, and hung his hand on the door.

The moon and the night sky shone brightly, but his heart was covered in a thick, sad mist.

He took out his phone casually, swiped the screen and was silent for a while, then called Alex.

...

Half an hour later, at the White Lion Winery.

Chris and Alex were sitting in the inner hall with the scent of wine filling the room. They drank red wine without saying a word.

The color around them was dark, and the surrounding layout was mostly solid wood. Plenty of red wine was placed in the waiting area, which was usually used as a place to mingle.

At this moment, Alex leaned back in the chair looking at Chris who was heavily drunk, and asked with a smile, "What's your problem? Weren't you alright this afternoon?" 

Chris drank back the red wine in the glass and licked the stain at the corner of his mouth. "Alex, what kind of creature is that woman?"

Alex. "..."

He looked at Chris in a daze. He took the man's empty glass, poured it for him again until it was half full, and replied dryly, "You're asking the wrong person, I don't know more about women than you."

Chris sighed and crossed his arms. He craned his neck and sneered, "You've been single for so many years, aren't you planning to find a wife?"

Regarding this question, Alex shrugged his shoulders nonchalantly. "Don't worry about my business, let's talk about you and Merry."

"You know it?" Chris looked at Alex with raised eyebrows in surprise.

Seeing this, Alex shook his wine glass, and as he placed it in front of him, he looked at Chris through the surface of his glass. "I don't want you to spend the whole night getting drunk just because of Merry."

Chris chuckled, taking another sip from his wine glass. "My dad called Merry over to my family's house today. I don't know what he said to her but the little girl was crying. I mean, when I came, she had been crying for a long time."

"If your father asked her to meet in person, she might be scared."

Alex knows the internal affairs of the Hartanto family. Thinking of Merry's innocent figure, dealing with Paul might be too much for her.

Chris pursed his lips with a complicated expression. "Sometimes I hate it because I was born into the Hartanto family. It seems that it was the worst decision to let my father off the mountain."

Alex looked at him and thought. He then answered calmly, "Merry's situation is not an urgent matter, there are still problems that we have to solve. What do you plan to do to deal with you and my sister's arranged marriage? Do you really want to marry my sister?" 

"Of course not!" Chris placed the wine glass in his hands heavily on the table, his expression gloomy.

Alex saw Chris' determination. Even though he didn't want to pour cold water, he still reminded him. 

"My sister will return to Indonesia in two days. My parents have informed her about this marriage. But she has not given a definite answer.. If you are not planning on marrying her, I suggest you act quickly."