My Supermodel Wife

It was getting late, and moonlight was seeping in from the living room window. Its light illuminated a young woman standing in front of the window. Lilia stared blankly out the window while occasionally glancing at the iPed screen in her hand.

Negative comments on agency and police websites had significantly decreased thanks to the intervention of the authorities. However, the war between fans on social media accounts such as Twitter was still ongoing.

Lilia closed the application with a cold expression. Someone had hired these people on purpose to destroy her reputation online, and Lilia could guess who the culprit was.

At that moment, Sister Mei walked into the sitting room, "Miss Lilia, dinner is ready!"

Hearing that, Lilia automatically glanced at the clock on the wall. It was six in the evening, but Jean hadn't come home yet. The man just drove her here before heading straight back to the office. Lilia shook her head. Why was she thinking about that heartless man? If Jean wanted to come home late at night, that's none of her business!

She followed Sister Mei into the dining room and saw the dishes filling the table. There were meat dishes, vegetable stir fry, and miso soup. Everything looked tastier than the cooking at home. Lilia was worried that she would gain weight after coming back from here.

Sister Mei wiped her hands with an apron and started preparing tableware for Lilia, "If there is something you don't like, tell me, OK. I'll cook a different dish for you!"

"Don't bother, Sister May. These all look so delicious. I'm confused about which one to try first.

Thank you very much." Lilia said while sitting down.

"You're welcome!" Sister Mei switched to cleaning the kitchen as she continued talking, "Young Master has been busy lately, but he really cares about Miss Lilia. Usually, the Young Master never ate dinner at home because he always came home late. But today Young Master specifically told me to come and cook dinner for you."

Lilia ate while listening to Sister Mei's chatter. She didn't know whether she should be flattered or worried. Lilia was only his fiancé by contract, so why did Jean care about her so much?

*****

At eight o'clock in the evening, there was the sound of a car engine that stopped in front of the house.

Kenny opened the car door for Jean. The fourth son of the Widjaya Family stepped outside while giving some additional instructions to his assistant.

"…That is all. Do you understand?" Asked Jean at the end of his instructions.

"Yes, I will immediately implement it." Kenny bent over, "Good night and have a good rest, President."

Jean just nodded before entering his house. He took off his coat and put it on the hanger near the entrance before removing his shoes. Usually he thought of this house only as a place to bathe and sleep, but today he purposely came home early.

The man walked into the dining room, but no one was there. Jean frowned and moved into the living room. He found the woman he was looking for sleeping soundly on the sofa.

Her long, curly black hair glistened under the moonlight. Lilia's face was calm and peaceful while she was sleeping, giving off an impression that was different from usual. Jean continued to watch the woman intently in silence, as if admiring a work of art.

As if feeling Jean's sharp gaze, Lilia's eyelashes trembled and she slowly opened her eyes.

The sleeping princess who just woke up looks innocent and adorable, like a baby animal opening its eyes for the first time. The man's sharp gaze softened as he discovered a side of Lilia that he had never seen before.

In a half-awake state, Lilia saw a tall man standing in front of the door. The woman blinked repeatedly, trying to focus her gaze.

"Oh, you are home!" Said Lilia while rubbing her eyes. Her voice was soft and low from just waking up.

In Jean's ear, Lilia's words sounded like the 'welcome back' that a wife used to say when her husband came home from work. The thought made all of Jean's tiredness disappear immediately.

Jean walked into the kitchen to cover up his excitement. He poured a glass of water and handed it to Lilia, "Why don't you sleep in your room?"

"Hmm…" Lilia smoothed her messy hair before receiving the water, "I just wanted to lie down here for a while, but I didn't expect that I would fall asleep. Oh yeah, Sister Mei made you dinner. Let me get it for you.

Lilia put down her glass before standing up and took out last night's dinner from the fridge. She warmed it according to the instructions that Sister Mei taught before the woman returned home.

When Lilia served it at the dining table, Jean had finished changing his clothes. In a casual dress that looks comfortable, the man sat at the dining table.

Even though she had seen Jean's casual appearance before, Lilia still felt like she was seeing a completely different person. The man seemed friendlier and more approachable than before, which made Lilia's heart race faster.

Jean's gaze fell on her and she hurriedly looked away, "Eat it while it's still warm, okay." Lilia said before walking to the door. She intended to run away from there, but Jean's words stopped her.

"How about you? Have you eaten yet?"

Lilia nodded, "Yes, don't worry. I'll go back to the room first. Enjoy your dinner!"

This time Jean didn't stop her. He watched Lilia walk quickly to the second floor as if running away from him. The corner of Jean's mouth lifted into an amused smile. It seemed that Lilia wasn't used to his presence yet. In that case, Jean just needed to spend a lot of time with Lilia until she stopped trying to run away from him.

Meanwhile, Lilia closed her bedroom door and leaned against the door.. Her heart was beating wildly, as if she had just run a marathon.