My Supermodel Wife

Claire looked skeptically at the glass of soda in her hand, then tried to take a sip. Almost immediately she frowned, "This drink is not as strong as I imagined. Give me back my drink earlier!" She urged.

Andrew didn't say anything and kept the glass of alcohol out of Claire's reach. But when his wife put on a sullen face and pretended to be sulking, Andrew could only sigh.

"Alcoholic drinks are not good for you." Andrew tried to persuade his wife gently, "If you don't like soda, how about juice?"

Claire finally stopped frowning and thought about it for a moment, "If you insist, I don't mind." She said, looking away. But the woman was actually hiding her smile.

Lilia hurriedly took her gaze away from that romantic moment. She took another deep breath when she realized that she would not be able to see Jean for the next month.

Even worse, Jean didn't call Lilia back after their brief conversation earlier. It looked like that man didn't want to disturb Lilia's night.

Not long after, the notification sound for Other apps rang from Andrew's cellphone. The man opened his cell phone and frowned, "My brother is on his way here." He said.

Hearing that, Claire raised her eyebrows in surprise, "Oh? Shouldn't your brother be studying abroad?" She was confused hearing the news. As far as Claire knew, the long vacation at the end of each semester had ended now.

Andrew massaged his forehead with a tired sigh, "The kid just came home at any time of day and he hasn't said anything about his return to my parents until recently."

Lilia sipped her drink while thinking that a calm and mature man like Andrew could have a troublesome younger brother. But when you think about it, the same was true for Lilia and Daniel.

"Maybe my brother heard from his friend that we came here, so he stopped by accidentally." Andrew continued.

"Brother Andrew, what kind of person is your brother?" Lilia asked curiously.

Andrew shrugged his shoulders, "He will be 27 this year. As a person who grew up with him, I think he is a cold, stubborn, and willful person. Nobody in our family can control him, except my grandfather." He said with a faint smile.

While they were talking, the roar of a car engine stopped in front of the bar. Lilia didn't really know about cars, but at least she knew that it must be some kind of sports car.

Claire turned to Lilia and smiled supportively, "Don't worry, Andrew's little brother is a little naughty, but he's a good person. He also has many friends in the entertainment world. Maybe he wants to introduce you to his friends, so that you can more easily get a job offer." Claire explained.

"Okay." Lilia nodded while smiling back. Claire sounded too optimistic. It's true what she said. There was nothing wrong with establishing relationships with people who had wide connections.

But Andrew gave Claire a disapproving look, "Friend? What kind of friends does that brat have? They aren't good people for sure! You trust that kid too much, Claire."

Before Claire could respond, there was the sound of the bar door's opening. Accompanied by the sound of the bar manager's respectful greeting, a male figure walked in. The bar manager directed him to the private room occupied by Lilia and the others.

The man opened the door without knocking and leaned casually on the doorway, "Yo, Bro. Long time no see. Can't you look happier when you meet your brother?" He conveyed his greeting.

Andrew sighed again, massaging his head. He didn't know where his younger brother had learned to irritate others every time the boy opened his mouth.

Both Claire and Lilia turned to look at Andrew's brother. The man was wearing a long black coat that covered a plain white T-shirt. The black jeans and boots he wore made the man look even taller. Even Lilia could only reach his chin.

"Hello, Mike! Just ignore your brother, his face always looks serious like that. Come here and sit with us!" Claire greeted him warmly. She waved her hand excitedly.

The man nodded politely at Claire. His attitude changed 180 degrees compared to when he spoke with Andrew earlier, "Hello, Sister Claire."

Lilia watched Mike's appearance closely. The man was dressed according to the popular trend. If Lilia bumped into Mike on the street, she might think he was an actor. His style was not too flashy, but it accentuated his own personality.

Lilia's gaze shifted to the man's face. Mike looked similar to his brother. Both had brown eyes, but Mike's eyes were narrower than Andrew's. His sharp nose made him look handsome, but the corners of his mouth always lifted into a sly smile. This diminished Mike's good looks and made people constantly feel alerted.

Andrew sighed and pulled out an empty chair for his younger brother, "What day since you have returned to Jakarta? When do you intend to go home and say hi to Mom and Dad?" Andrew scolded him.

His younger brother owned several apartments in his name. Mike was always hanging out with his friends all day long and hadn't come home since half a month ago. Even worse, Mike also often disappeared overseas. His younger brother claimed that he was visiting friends who were also members of the sports car club.

For Andrew, his younger brother was a living example of someone who took life for granted.

"Hm?" Mike ignored his brother's nagging and focused his attention on Lilia, who was sitting across him, "This woman ..."

"Oh, this is my sister-in-law, Lilia Pangestu." Claire noticed Mike's gaze and immediately introduced Lilia.

"Oh? The model who opened Milan Fashion Week?" Mike raised an eyebrow. His expression was filled with interest. Then his gaze fell on the ring on Lilia's ring finger and his eyes widened.

'Lilia Pangestu is already married? With the Widjaya Family?' He guessed in his mind.

Lilia smiled and nodded, completely unfazed by Mike's aggressive gaze, "Yeah right, that's me." She replied calmly.

"Oh ..." Mike looked away and started to play the wine glass in front of him. He looked as if he had lost interest in Lilia when he realized that she was married.

Around half past ten, Lilia suggested they go home.

Claire checked her watch and nodded, "You're right, we have to go. Mike, you better get home early. Your brother and I will take Lilia home first. Don't forget to stop by the house if you have time."

Mike leaned back in his chair. He shook his wine glass and looked at them with a lazy gaze, "Where will you take Lilia?" He asked, glancing at the model.

"Lilia is currently shooting at Studio Pixel. You know, the film studio in the suburbs?" Claire explained. When she saw Mike nod, Jean's older sister continued, "Andrew will drive. We have to get there before 11pm, so we have to leave immediately."

"Alright, be careful on the road." Mike waved halfheartedly.

But Claire didn't seem to mind. She turned to Andrew and said, "Let's go."

The three of them got up from their chairs and headed for the door. Lilia stopped before exiting, then turned to Mike. The two's gazes met for a moment. Behind the man's lazy attitude, Lilia felt that Mike was watching her closely.. Lilia just nodded politely before hurriedly catching up with Claire and Andrew.