My Supermodel Wife

Chapter 890 - If It Was Like This!

Not long after, Mellisa received a text message from Kevin reminding her to go to Leonhart's study for her lesson.

Lilia sat in the living room and looked at her sister. "If you leave, I'll take a walk around the area around this building. If you can come back for lunch at noon, please send me a message so we can eat together."

Melissa nodded and agreed, but she couldn't help feeling inattentive to Lilia. "If you can just stay here, don't go for a walk. Lots of eyes and ears in the Adlers' house, so be careful. I have been quite busy with my studies lately. I'll have a discussion with my teacher and try to accelerate some of the material while you're at Bandung. Ugh I really want to accompany you all day!"

Hearing this, Lilia slapped her wrist lightly. "You don't need to accompany me, you just need to go to class. I can't wait to see you slap the faces of those who belittle you when you successfully complete your lesson! I'm not going out today, Clifford is accompanying me too, so you don't have to worry!"

Seeing this, Mellisa understood her sister's thoughts. She then straightened her clothes and went to Leonhart's study.

...

At 11 o'clock in the morning, the gloomy sky outside the window gradually disappeared.

Lilia was sitting in the living room, holding her cell phone and exchanging messages with Jean.

The man said they had finished talking about work and were on their way home, asking her what she wanted to eat for today.

While Lilia was thinking, there was the sound of steady footsteps outside the living room.

She thought it was a maid, so she didn't care. She went back to playing with her phone, and while she was still typing seriously, someone flicked her forehead quite hard.

Lilia raised her eyes for a moment, and suddenly caught the man's dark pupil.

He looked happy, so she naturally stood up to greet him. "Why are you back so soon? I'm still busy typing a message for you."

At this time, Jean put on a simple black shirt and trousers, let Lilia hug him, and asked in a low voice, "What do you want to eat?"

Lilia kissed his cheek. "I haven't thought about it, you decide."

When the words fell, Lilia looked around again subconsciously, but did not find Leonard's figure, and then asked, "Are you alone?"

"He went to pick up Mellisa. Would you like some black pepper beef?"

Lilia's eyes shone with excitement. "Yes! Where do we eat?"

The man then sat beside her, raised his eyebrows, and looked at her with gentle eyes. "I'll cook it for you."

While speaking, Leonard and Mellisa also appeared slowly from outside the hall.

...

Lunch was held at Leonard's villa.

As usual, the two men were busy in the kitchen, and the two sisters sat in the living room and looked around.

The only difference is that they all bear the children of the man they love!

The servants were forced out of the villa, while the guards stood guarding them outside the building.

Peaceful moments like these made Mellisa feel so unreal.

She grabbed Lilia's hand and turned her gaze to look at the figure in the kitchen. After a while, she whispered in a low voice, "If it can continue like this, that will be great!"

Lilia averted her gaze and smiled. "Certainly!"

Mellisa pursed her lips, her eyes becoming far ahead. "On the way home just now, Leonard informed me that the second son of the Adler family named Luke will be having a banquet in two days to entertain important figures."

"Leonard wanted to take the opportunity of this banquet to publicly announce that he had severed his relationship with Lyn. But I've always felt that the event is definitely not that simple."

Mellisa was meditating while talking about her thoughts, while Lilia was rubbing her arm comfortably. "Actually, this is also good. I heard this fiancée was chosen by his family for him. If my future brother-in-law wants to publicly announce it, he shouldn't just be talking about it, maybe he already has some considerations and plans."

Hearing this, Mellisa pursed her lips. "I hope so."

It's just… The banquet was initiated by Luke, and it made Mellisa feel a little uncomfortable for some reason. An inexplicable burden crept its way into her heart.

May this be a blessing, not a curse.

...

Half an hour later, four dishes and one soup had been served on the table. With the scent of warm rice floating in the air, the atmosphere was extremely warm.

Leonard comfortably handed out four plates of rice, and when he turned and handed them to Mellisa, the old butler who had come from outside the kitchen hall was dumbfounded.

What was he looking at?!

Young master Leonard, a former policeman and heir to the Adler family, was wearing an apron, and distributing plates to everyone!

Is this an illusion?!

All the family servants are expelled just to give him some room to cook by himself?!

Usually, he often saw his young master go to the kitchen with his little servant. But he thought it was his maid who cooked so he didn't bother watching them.

This time, he saw that his young master was smiling sincerely and full of life!

Leonard glanced at the confused figure of his butler, followed his gaze and glanced at his apron.

He cleared his throat and asked calmly, "What is it?"

The butler found his voice, and he paused for a few seconds before clarifying. "Young master, young master Lyle is here!"

"What is he doing here?" Leonard was surprised.

Ever since Lyle came back from the police station, he had become calmer recently.

The old butler chuckled, and looked at Jean wisely. "Young master Lyle said he wanted to visit the person on the dock..."

He was just telling the truth!

Leonard sighed helplessly. "Let him come later..."

When the voice fell, Lyle had already appeared behind the old butler.

He stretched out his hand and stood in front of the kitchen door with one hand and coat over his chest. He leaned back a little. "I'm already here!"

Leonard. "???"

He stood at the dining table and looked around him. Dressed in a very orthodox suit, Lyle's eyes narrowed and he looked very excited. He then walked directly in front of Jean. In front of him, he bowed deeply. "Master Jean, my name is Lyle!"

The man looked at Lyle's movements. After a while, he slowly stood up and put his hand on his shoulder. "Hello, are you looking for me?"

Lyle straightened up and grabbed Jean's hand with both hands directly. "It's okay. Mr Jean, I've heard your name for a long time! I want to come and see you in person!"

Hearing that, Jean raised his eyebrows and faintly stared at Leonard, waiting for him to explain.

How do he explain it!

Lyle was very different from the usual stubborn young master he was.

He held Jean's hand tightly in both palms, his eyes gleaming, and anyone could see that he looked too excited.

Leonard untied his apron and threw it at Lyle with an implied warning, "Lyle, don't be kidding."

"Okay!" After hearing that voice, Lyle let go of Jean's hand.

What kind of puppy is Leonard raising?!