My Supermodel Wife

Chapter 590 - Quarrel

In the kitchen, the food is still warmly stored in the special cabinet.

The dishes are light and all prepared by Mrs. Mei.

Lilia sat at the table and looked at the nutritious soup with no enthusiasm. After taking two sips, she put down the spoon.

Jean always sat opposite her, his deep eyes staring at his wife's movements. "No appetite?"

Lilia nodded sadly then licked the corner of her mouth. "I want to eat something sour."

She didn't know what was wrong with her.

The craving suddenly came.

Perhaps since she felt a little hypocritical, she took the spoon again and took a sip of the soup. "It's okay, I'm just imagining it a little. I'm going to eat a little,"

She forced herself to eat a small bowl of pureed vegetables, plucked some spinach, and chewed slowly.

The man stared at her as she ate.

Under the sun that was gradually descending west, Lilia led her husband into the living room after eating.

She sat firmly by his side, then leaned against his chest and rested her shoulders. She didn't forget to cover herself with a light blanket.

"Why don't you talk?"

The sun outside the window was so dazzling, and as its rays penetrated the glass, it was impossible for them to open their eyes.

When Lilia narrowed her eyes, she scratched her nails on the blanket.

The man's strong arms embraced her, his chin rested on top of her head. "What do you want to hear?"

Lilia rubbed her shoulder wearily. "After we left the press conference... Did the media try to find out what happened?"

"I asked Alex and it seems like the woman named Maria helped you by giving the excuse that you have an ulcer."

Hearing this, Lilia's eyes lit up. "She's very smart, and she came to the bathroom to help me today. I saw her close the door at that time, so... I felt like she knew I was afraid that other people might come in."

She muttered to herself then chatted for a bit. Perhaps since it was too comfortable there, she fell asleep in the man's arms with her head tilted.

...

Ten minutes later, Mellisa knocked on the door.

When Jean opened the door, he saw that his sister-in-law's face was not very good and Leonard was following behind her with a slight cold breath.

Mellisa wore a high neck sweater and a thick black jacket that tightly covered her body.

She stood at the door then turned slightly. "If you're really busy, go and do your work. I'll be here to take care of her."

A few minutes ago, Leonard received a call from Jean.

He said that Mellisa had found out what had happened and intended to look after Lilia.

After finding out that Lilia went to the show this morning and was experiencing severe morning sickness, Mellisa was so angry and worried that she wanted to run to her sister immediately.

In the past two days, she had been prevented from leaving by Leonard.

Not only did the man take her cell phone, he even interfered with all means of communicating with the outside world.

Mellisa was so furious, she cursed and didn't even hesitate to slap Leonard, but it didn't work.

She couldn't beat him, and every time she tried to rebel, she only got thrown back on the bed by him. For two days, she felt like she was going to break his leg.

Leonard was panicking!

At this time, Mellisa tightened her face, and subconsciously removed the zipper on her neckline as she pushed her way in. "Hurry up and go, I'll stay here with her today!"

"Thank you very much."

After the man nodded at her, he stepped out of the hallway.

When she passed him with Leonard, Jean narrowed his eyes at the man following behind her, and the two seemed to understand each other with deep meaning.

Leonard thought as he paced faster to keep up with Mellisa. He jolted a little when the woman violently shut the hallway's door.

Jean heard the sound of closing the door, and his thick brows creased lightly.

Leonard rubbed his forehead with a headache. "What's the password?"

"0601."

Leonard sighed. "Wait, I have something to ask!"

The man stopped and looked around him, a hint of joy rising under his eyes. "Go on."

Leonard licked his lips then clenched his fists and coughed. "How did you get Lilia pregnant?"

Jean just raised his eyebrows, his lazy eyes staring as if in disbelief.

There is no way to answer this question.

His deep eyes were fixed on the bite mark on Leonard's neck, then his lips curved and smiled. "Work hard."

Leonard felt like he also worked hard enough. But he couldn't reply to Jean.

Then, he saw Jean leave and turn around. Leonard? then walked toward the door, punched the code in a familiar way and the door opened.

When he entered, he saw Mellisa sitting in the warm living room, wearing a fur coat.

Frowning, he took a step forward. After glancing at Lilia who was sleeping on the sofa, he whispered to Mellisa. "Aren't you hot? Take off your jacket."

Mellisa's face was cold, she didn't even look at him. "Do you want my sister to see how I was tortured by you?"

Leonard pursed his lips and said nothing.

Not torture. At best, there are just 'scars' on the neck.

He didn't want Mellisa to leave, so he used the most stupid of methods. Even though the effect was good, he felt the distance between him and Mellisa was getting farther and farther.

...

At four in the afternoon, a very striking figure walked slowly from the entrance of a supermarket.

There were not many people in the place, but this man was quite attractive to everyone.

The black slim-fit coat accentuated his broad shoulders, strong waist and tall build.

He held the phone in his hand and listened to the explanation from the other end. As he walked to the fresh fruit area, he asked in a deep voice, "Excuse me, may I ask?"

"Where are the grapes?"

"Okay, thanks."

This person, Jean, came to personally buy sour food after Lilia fell asleep.

At this time, the staff flocked into twos or threes as they continued to secretly stare at the man's handsome and alluring look.

Imported supermarkets were different from ordinary ones. The prices here were two or three times more expensive, and all food was mostly imported brands.

The staff members were pretty privileged because a lot of famous people or celebrities frequented this place, but really, there were only a few handsome and charming men for them.

And Jean was one among the rare.

The bottom line was that, his aloof and calm temperament as well as his unique sex appeal of a grown man were all attractive to their eyes.

At this time, a young girl stepped forward, and when she stood beside the man, she blushed and asked, "Hello, do you still need help?"

She did not expect to meet such a person to come to the supermarket to buy food today.

The young girl stepped forward unconsciously and shyly brought her fingertips to her ear.

Her gaze was a little obsessed, her face flushed red even as she smelled the man's scent.

In the next instant, the man's deep and gloomy gaze showed indifference.

The young girl was shocked and forgot to react.

Well... he's so cold!

However, after taking a closer look at this man, she thought he was a little familiar. Where did she see him?

It looked like he's a famous person?!

She still wanted to see him closer, but the other party had already left her as he turned his broad and sturdy back.

After the man left, the staff still trailed Jean quietly.

He bought more than a dozen kinds of fruit and a variety of foods that all tasted sour.

...

One hour later, Jean drove back to the Lakeside Villa.. As soon as he entered the door, he heard the sound of shards from falling teacups.