My Supermodel Wife

Tom curled his lips in a pout. "Forget what I said earlier, let's go together."

Vivi smiled, and when the two walked to the door side by side, Tom naturally hugged her shoulders because there were too many people.

Even though their relationship was still unclear, Tom's manner as a gentleman still worked.

Vivi asked the waiter and noticed that there were still three queues ahead of her, so she had to wait in line for about 20 minutes. She looked at Tom aside and asked, "Is it okay?"

"It's okay, let's wait!"

After Tom answered, Vivi took the queue card from the waiter.

Since there were no extra seats, the two stood in a corner, chatting to kill time.

At this time, among the waiting crowd, several young girls whispered while looking at Tom.

They are usually very interested in news in the entertainment industry, so when they see him, they feel familiar.

"Is it really Tom Wibowo? No way, why would someone like him come here to eat pizza?"

"Certainly! I saw his photo taken by the media at the engagement banquet for the Vanders and Hartanto's family some time ago. If you don't believe me, just search the internet for photos!"

The impression that Tom left on the internet was mostly scandalous.

The girl took out her cell phone and looked for it for a while, and immediately nodded her head with bright eyes. "It's really him! How lucky we were today. We get to see a famous person when we go out to eat. He's so handsome!"

"What's the point of being handsome if he's a crocodile!"

Someone spoke in a cold voice, and continued to mock him in a sour and condescending tone. "Didn't you read what was said on the Internet? He's the son of a big family, but the news said he likes cheating!

"Just because he has money, he changes partners often! Can't you see in those pictures? The woman beside him is always changing right? What's the point of liking a guy like him? In the end, we'll be kicked out and replaced with prettier ones!"

"Is that right? Doesn't he seem like the type to just party and drink often?"

"Are you blind? If he often partied, he might be exposed to illegal drugs! Rich people's parties are different from ordinary people's parties. Drinks, women, drugs… it's all common for them."

By this time, Tom's forehead was already sweating!

He regretted not wearing a mask when he came out!

There were a lot of visitors waiting, and these girls became excited to gossip about him.

Tom secretly looked at Vivi with guilt, afraid that she would be affected by this gossip.

"Are you… feeling hot here? Don't you want to go out for a bit?"

Tom had nothing more to say, he was already numb in his heart!

He knew that they shouldn't be out for dinner. Isn't Vivi's homemade food better?!

Hearing that voice, Vivi looked out the window with a smile, then jokingly said, "Are you hot?"

Tom nodded hastily. "Yes!""

His face was burning!

This group of women with bucket mouths made him feel embarrassed!

However, the waiter suddenly called the queue number.

Fortunately, the number in front of them was gone. And finally, they got a table.

Upon hearing this, Tom pulled Vivi inside as if to run away. He felt that if he stayed here for even a second, he was afraid it would kill him!

Why is there such a thing as dark history? Damn it!

The two of them came to a two-person table and sat down. Tom took a napkin and started to wipe his sweat.

From start to finish, Vivi's appearance was very natural, asking no questions, showing no disgust, it's just as if she's taking the gossip lightly.

Taking advantage of having sat down, Tom kicked Vivi's toe, and said nervously, "I can explain those things."

"Explain what?" Vivi raised her head, looking confused.

Seeing her nonchalant attitude, Tom felt uncomfortable!

Does she not care about the dark history of her future boyfriend?

Tom looked at her with a frown. After a few seconds, Vivi suddenly realized. "Is it about the problem the girls are talking about?"

"Um..." Tom answered dryly.

Vivi closed the menu, spread her hands on the table, and smiled lightly. "No need to explain, I know it!"

Tom's expression stiffened. "You know about it?"

"It's no secret, after all, anyone can find it just by searching the web."

After hearing that, Tom's face turned pale!

He hastily straightened his posture, and placed his hands on his knees subconsciously. He said with a dignified look, "You… Don't get me wrong, it was many years ago. I'm not like that now, there's only you in my heart. Even a dog wouldn't be able to get in!"

Vivi. "..."

Maybe because he wanted Vivi to really understand him, Tom held her hand excitedly. "Vivi, I'm serious. That was just in the past, the current me has changed!"

Tom clearly looked panicked, but Vivi didn't really care about it from the start.

She pushed the menu straight at him, and knocked on the table. "Okay, then what do you want to eat? Come on, hurry up. I'm hungry!"

Tom saw that Vivi didn't want to talk more, so he could only just give up.

But the tension in his heart had not lessened. Tom then thought, when he returns to the Wibowo family, he will definitely erase all of his traces on the Internet!

...

In the next few days, the lives of these two were harmonious and peaceful.

Tom works at the winery during the day, and returns to the apartment on time at night to cook with Vivi.

After putting all his family problems aside, Tom gradually recovers his fighting spirit in the life of an ordinary person.

He could even understand his father's approach, it was nothing more than anger.

Time passed in the blink of an eye, January 20 was Chris and Merry's wedding day.

Tom, who had been ostracized for more than half a month, finally received a call from the driver of the Hartanto family early in the morning.

He was standing in front of the window sill, his expression looked a little lonely.

He thought Chris wouldn't let him attend his wedding, but he didn't expect that he would send his driver to pick him up at 7 o'clock.

Vivi wasn't home last night because she was busy preparing to be Merry's bridesmaid. She stayed at the Hiroshi family's house to help out.

At this moment, Tom stared at the scorching sun, and his eyes stung.

After a while, just as he was still feeling sorry for himself, his phone rang again. He hadn't seen the caller's name in a long time.

Tom rubbed his cell phone, swallowed his throat impatiently, and said hoarsely, "Chris…"

Chris' call made Tom's pretentious figure explode.

"Are you crying?" Chris teased through the earpiece with his warm voice.

Tom pursed his lips and replied stubbornly, "No way!"

Chris sounded like he was just exhaling smoke. After breathing for a moment, he laughed and teased. "Okay, don't pretend to be pathetic in front of me.. Come on, my driver has brought your clothes. Hurry up and come to my house after you change!"