My Supermodel Wife

Chris, a businessman who has seen many masks, naturally will not ignore Merry's small gesture.

Merry's gentle tone came to his ears, causing his heart to ripple with unexplainable emotions.

Chris then held Merry's hand gently.

He lifted his head slightly, his eyes filled with tenderness and a smile, and he flicked the girl's forehead. "Are you not happy?"

Merry frowned, but still followed the true feelings in her heart. "Grandma wants to set you up with my mom. I can see it!"

Chris raised his eyebrows in surprise, the little girl's insight in this matter was unexpectedly very sharp.

He licked the corner of his mouth and squeezed Merry's finger as she looked rather constantly agitated. "And? Do you think my heart will change because of a few words from your grandma?"

Merry glanced at him calmly, and didn't say anything.

After seeing this, Chris narrowed his eyes, and a hint of dangerous dark light appeared at the bottom of his eyes. "Am I that untrustworthy in your heart?"

Merry clawed Chris with her nails and muttered, "Just forget it. You can be trusted, but there is no way to change other people's opinions. Grandma wanted to set you up with my mom in a marriage and it is clear that she wants to play matchmaker. In her eyes, she never thought that you and I were a couple! You also said that my mother was the most gentle woman you have ever seen…"

Listening to Merry's negative tone, Chris curled his lips and coaxed gently. "She is indeed a gentle woman, but I never said that I like the gentle type."

Merry's heart skipped a beat, and her eyes flashed into Chris' deep and indulgent eyes. "Then, what kind of woman do you like?"

Chris just needed to tell her and Merry would do it. She would work hard to become the girl of his dreams!

Then, Chris hugged her and said softly, "I only like you."

Merry was startled for a moment, then blushed.

She couldn't help the corners of her mouth starting to rise, and her little body couldn't help but lean into the man's arms. She reached out her hand to hold Chris' cheek, rubbing it again. "Are you lying to me?"

Chris didn't shake Merry's hand, he just stretched out his hand and patted her butt. "Don't you have faith in your man?"

Your man... These two words made Merry's heart soar in an instant.

She whimpered, bent down and wrapped her arms around Chris' neck and threw herself into his arms. Her little mouth then kissed his face. "Brother, why are you so kind!"

"Will you marry me?"

Merry didn't even need to think about it, she immediately answered. "Yes!"

She liked this man so much that she didn't need an engagement. She wanted to marry him immediately.

Merry rubbed her head against Chris' neck, and when she straightened her shoulders, her face suddenly stiffened.

Bad!

She was so excited that she lost consciousness that she left an imprint on Chris' neck!

Chris glanced at the corner of the little girl's awkward smile, stretched out his thumb and gently wiped her lips.

After that, he hugged Merry, kissed her on the cheek, and said softly, "After we're done with the Laibahas family business, I will take you on vacation and marry you."

Merry leaned on his arm and pulled him. She rubbed his hands lightly. "Why do we have to travel to get married?"

Yes, why?

It's not that this little girl has been closely guarded by everyone since she was a child. At the age of 20, she hardly knew the outside world.

Even though she has been abroad for two years, she was studying in school most of the time.

Chris knew that he wasn't the romantic type of guy like Jean, but he would definitely do his best for this one favorite girl.

Merry loved to play, so he would take her around the world and see its beauty together with him.

...

The night is getting darker and cloudy. The weather in South Jakarta has always been rainy and humid lately.

As it approached 11 pm, Samuel still hadn't fallen asleep.

He had sat in front of the hotel's window and kept lighting a cigar.

After returning in the afternoon, his mood was always complicated.

Perhaps Ivan's words were too direct, making it very difficult to escape.

He pondered all afternoon, and as his thoughts became clearer— he finally realized that he didn't understand Erika at all.

What color of clothes she liked, what food she liked, or even what she liked in general… Samuel knew nothing about any of this.

During the past twenty years of living together, what he can remember is his work and Erika's care by his side.

He seemed to have lingered in the company all year too long. And his busy life has kept Erika away little by little over the past twenty years.

Samuel looked down at the cigar in his hand, the fire starting to go out the same as his mood, restless and guilty.

After all, this was all because of Erika's deep love, so she continued to stick with him over the years.

When Samuel looked back, that woman never seemed to stop for a moment.

To love or not to love, he couldn't tell the feeling.

For a man in his 40s, he only had a youthful love with Emma at the age of 18.

Then he brought back Merry. After that, he forced himself to grow up, trying to be a responsible father and man.

At that moment, Erika appeared.

They then became a couple, and the gentle woman was always able to calm all his sorrows and confusions in the countless late nights.

Because of that, he gradually got used to her attention.

Whether this was love or not, Samuel didn't know for sure.

He took a deep breath and lit his cigar again.

Drops of rain fell from outside the window, they hit the window pane, and knocked on his nerves.

At this time, the cell phone that was placed on the round table suddenly rang.

Samuel cast his gaze, and when he saw the caller ID, his fingers shot up again for no apparent reason.

It was Emma.

He saw the phone vibrate slightly on the table, but finally he gave up on picking up.

If she hadn't returned suddenly, he and Erika wouldn't be where they are today.

He wanted to blame her, it's an inevitable emotion.

This woman once appeared in his youth with the most beautiful appearance.

After that, she disappeared like smoke without a word.

After 20 years, why did she bother going back?!

Samuel put the cigar in the ashtray, leaned back on the sofa and raised his forehead in annoyance.

The phone vibrating stopped, but it didn't take long for it to ring again.

Samuel ignored it, sitting alone in the cold room, chewing on all the strange and complicated feelings.

That night, Emma called him seven times, but Samuel didn't answer.

Including the text messages she sent, he didn't open them either.

Then, Samuel subconsciously leaned back on the sofa and fell asleep. It was only the next morning when he woke up that he got a call from his subordinate in Surabaya telling him that Emma had come to South Jakarta.

Now it's half past seven in the morning.

Samuel hung up and rubbed the phone screen, narrowing his eyes suspiciously. What is that woman doing in South Jakarta?

Since she's not divorced yet, why bother to come to him and remind him of their time together in the past?!

Even though Samuel's emotional intelligence was not high, he still took Emma's words as the truth.

But with so many reminders from his 'brothers', he could no longer pretend to be stupid.