My Supermodel Wife

Rachel's gaze was sharp as she spoke. After experiencing a difficult life for so many years, she was no longer a naive and clueless young girl. She was not good enough to just forgive her ex. Rachel vowed she would take back everything that belonged to her!

Lilia listened to their conversation, but her gaze was fixed on the screen of her cellphone. Lilia's silence caught the attention of her two friends.

Vivi and Rachel stopped chatting and turned to look at Lilia. The woman looked suspicious because she was smiling to herself while staring at her cellphone.

Vivi's lips curled into a wicked smile, "Miss Lilia, who are you talking to in the middle of the night like this? Should I report this to President Jean?" She teased.

Lilia jumped and looked up from her cellphone. She saw Vivi and Rachel staring at her, grinning widely. Lilia gave a small cough before looking away, but she didn't try to explain or defend herself.

Lilia didn't want her friends to know that she was smiling because of her conversation with Jean. Even though Lilia had decided to avoid that man, she couldn't hold back her longing. So she sent Jean an article about her performance at the opening night of Milan Fashion Week to Jean. In just a few seconds, the man replied to her message.

[Jean]: "You were amazing that night. My fiancé is great."

As soon as Lilia read the message, her cellphone rang. She stared at the screen of her cell phone for a few moments before finally going to the kitchen to pick up the phone.

"...Hello, Jean?"

Vivi and Rachel could hear Lilia's unusually excited voice. The two of them exchanged confused looks.

"Are they fighting?" Vivi asked.

Rachel shook her head, "Their relationship looks fine to me, they even look more romantic than the average couple. Maybe Lilia is just tired."

Vivi sighed, "Lilia originally hated this engagement, but it looks like she has already fallen into President Jean's hands!"

"I agree that President Jean wants to marry Lilia. That man really suits her! " Rachel nodded excitedly.

Meanwhile, Lilia closed the kitchen door just as Jean's voice reached her ear, "Why aren't you sleeping yet?"

"We're still chatting." Lilia answered in a slightly nasal voice.

"Lilia, do you have a flu?" Jean asked as he noticed Lilia's voice that was different from usual.

"Not." Lilia reflexively shook her head, "Maybe it's because I drank too much wine. How about you?"

"I just finished my job." Jean's answer reminded Lilia of the amount of work Jean had accumulated as a result of his trip to Milan.

Lilia was silent for a moment. Every time she heard Jean's voice or saw him, she was always reminded of their wedding which she deliberately postponed. Because of this, her attitude towards Jean tended to get awkward.

"Then ..." Lilia broke the silence, "Don't forget to rest. Tomorrow morning I'm going to ask Kenny to come pick us up for Rachel's mother's funeral."

"Okay. If you need anything, just tell Kenny."

After ending the call, Lilia walked out onto the balcony. She looked up at the night sky with a deep sigh. She hoped that someone would appear and give her an answer to this problem, but life would never be that easy. Then Lilia went back inside and joined the chat with her two friends.

But half an hour later, Lilia was getting sleepy. She was surprised that Vivi and Rachel were still full of energy, in contrast to her. Where did they get all that power?

Suddenly Lilia's cell phone rang. She forced her heavy eyelids open before checking her cell phone. Who contacted her at night like this?

[Jean]: "Come downstairs!"

When Lilia read the message, all her sleepiness disappeared. Without saying anything, Lilia jumped up from her chair and ran outside the apartment.

Vivi was so shocked that she almost dropped her glass, "Lilia, where are you going?!" She shouted, but Lilia didn't answer.

Vivi exchanged glances with Rachel, who also looked just as confused. A few seconds later, the two of them also ran after Lilia.

The woman had reached the ground floor via the elevator. Her breath was panting as she ran out of the building. With the help of the moonlight, she could see the black car pulling up in front of the apartment. The driver wasn't Kenny, but the head of the personal bodyguard team she met in Milan yesterday.

The rear window of the car was half open, revealing the handsome face of the man Lilia was looking for.

Jean didn't expect Lilia to appear so quickly after receiving his message. The woman was wearing only thin silk pajamas and slippers, indicating that she ran outside without changing her clothes. Her slender figure stood out in the moonlight. Jean frowned at Lilia's clothes which he thought were too thin.

The head of the security team got out of the car and opened the door for his boss. The tall man stepped out of the car.

Normally, Lilia would have a strong urge to run into Jean's embrace. But this time her legs felt heavy as if they were pressed against the ground. Lilia was tempted to run away from that man. She had never felt this scared when she faced Jean.

Lilia didn't move as Jean walked over to her. Her gaze continued to be on the ground, as if she didn't want to see that man's figure. Jean stopped in front of her, but Lilia still didn't look up.

"Lilia…" Jean's voice sounded irritated, "Why did you come out with such thin clothes?"

"Huh?" Lilia started observing her clothes. Only then did Lilia realize that she was only wearing her pajamas.

Jean stepped forward, closing the distance between them in just a few steps. Lilia's body turned stiff and she suppressed her urge to step back. The man put his coat on Lilia's shoulder to protect her from the night wind.

Jean's gaze fell on Lilia's cheeks which were flushed with wine. He raised his eyebrows, "Are you drunk?"

Lilia took a deep breath to calm her racing heart. She met Jean's gaze with clear eyes. "I'm not drunk." She strictly said, "Why did you suddenly come here?"

Hearing that question, Jean turned to the head of his security team, "Clifford."

The man immediately came with a box of food, "This is for you, Miss Lilia." He said while handing the box to Lilia.

"What is this?" Lilia stared at the food box for a moment before turning her gaze back to Jean.

"Smooth porridge. I heard it can reduce the side effects of drinking alcohol. Eat this before you sleep, okay?" Jean took the box and put it in the woman's hand.

Lilia took turns looking at Jean and the box in her hand, "You came all the way here just to give me porridge?" Her tone was tinged with disbelief.

Jean chuckled, "I happened to be passing by this area when I returned home. So I stopped by here."

Hearing that, Clifford glanced at Jean while raising his eyebrows. Luckily, he managed to refrain from commenting. Clifford hurried back to the car before Lilia suspected anything.

The head of the security team let out a long sigh. He began to understand Kenny's feelings of having to work overtime every night to finish the job Jean left behind. Clifford himself was surprised by the drastic change in his boss's attitude.

Even though Clifford had been Jean's bodyguard for ten years, he had never seen Jean treat a woman this well. Just to please Lilia, Jean made him drive 30 kilometers in the middle of the night!

Meanwhile, Lilia decided not to question Jean any further. Her attention was on the lunch box in his hand. The box with the Hirayuki Restaurant logo was still warm. Lilia thought back to the extra spicy sapo tofu they ordered there. The memory brought a small smile to her face.

"Eat it, then go to sleep."

Jean reached out as if he was going to stroke Lilia's head, but he held back before his fingers touched her. Jean could feel that this was not the right time to show his overflowing love for Lilia. He lowered his hand and turned around.

"Good evening, Lilia." He said before walking away

Suddenly Jean felt someone grabbing the hem of his shirt.

"... I haven't thanked you for this porridge." Lilia said while taking her eyes off Jean. But her hand gripped the hem of the man's shirt tightly, as if reluctant to part from him, "Thank you very much, Jean."

Seeing that, Jean decided to ignore his feelings earlier and immediately pulled the woman into his arms.

Lilia automatically tried to break free, but in the end she gave up and let Jean hug her until he was satisfied. Lilia's hand gripped Jean's shirt tighter and the corners of her mouth lifted into a small smile.

As the man hugged his fiancée, he realized that there were two other pairs of eyes watching them. His gaze was fixed on the apartment building door which was slit open.

The two women peeking through the door were shocked when they met. Vivi and Rachel exchanged glances for a moment, but both of them peered back at the romantic moment, holding back laughter.

"Lilia." Jean called out softly while releasing the woman, "Come back inside."

Lilia stepped back reluctantly. The woman said goodnight to Jean and Clifford, then returned to the building without looking back.

Jean waited until the door to the building closed before returning to the car. On the way home, Clifford was repeatedly stealing glances at Jean through the rearview mirror.

"What do you want to say?" Jean asked with a cold gaze.

The man straightened his back straight away, "No ... Young Master treats Miss Lilia very well, that's all." He answered.

He couldn't possibly tell Jean that he didn't want to be told to drive in midnights like this again!

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