My Supermodel Wife

Lilia raised her hand and held Jean's palm that was still on her cheek. She smiled as she replied, "The biggest regret in my life is not meeting you earlier."

She wanted to make Jean understand how much she loved him. If possible, Lilia wanted to open her chest and let Jean see the love that filled her heart. Perhaps, she could dispel the worry that was clinging to the man's mind that way.

Jean's breath seemed to have caught in his throat when he heard that answer. A feeling of overwhelming love filled his chest. This woman was much more dangerous than any drug. The longer Jean was with Lilia, the more his hunger for her became. At this point, he couldn't imagine life without Lilia.

"After tonight..." Jean said in his deep hypnotic voice. "..even if you regret your decision, I won't let you run away from me."

Hearing that, Lilia had a feeling that something might happen. She focused her gaze on Jean's face as the man did not bother to hide his love for Lilia. She gave a small smile before leaning over and stealing Jean's lips.

Jean's body turned stiff and his eyes widened. He didn't expect that Lilia would be brave enough to invite him like this!

Lilia deliberately imitated Jean's way of speaking as she said in a spoiled tone, "Jean, as long as I can be with you, I won't regret it even if I have to die today."

Jean chuckled, but he knew that Lilia was really serious when she said it. Jean's right hand was still stroking Lilia's cheek, while one hand slowly unbuttoned his clothes one by one. When Jean finally took off his shirt, he heard Lilia let out a sigh of admiration.

The man felt a little proud that his efforts had not been in vain. He always made sure to maintain his appearance in order to match the beauty of the woman he loved. Jean didn't want rumors that Lilia married an ugly man just for the sake of wealth.

On the other hand, Lilia stared at Jean's broad chest in concentration. She admired the man's shredded abs, which looked toned without any excess fat. Lilia was sure that Jean would definitely succeed as a model with this extraordinary appearance.

But Lilia's admiration immediately disappeared when the man turned around. The first thing that caught Lilia's attention was the deep scar on Jean's shoulder. The scar ran from his shoulder to the middle of his back.

Seeing those scars made the memories from 14 years ago flash back to Lilia's mind. It was as if she could see the whip slamming into Jean's shoulder and piercing his flesh. Fresh blood from the wound was splashed everywhere, some even landing on Lilia's forehead. Along the scar, there were many small scars caused by the whip's spikes.

With trembling hands, Lilia touched Jean's shoulder. She was very careful when touching the scar, as if her touch could injure the man.

"When that man whipped you... it must have been very painful." Lilia whispered. Guilt seemed to slowly choke her throat.

Jean couldn't see Lilia's face, but he could guess what Lilia's expression was right now from her voice. That's why Jean deliberately answered, "No."

Lilia's fingers, which were still touching his shoulders, were shaking with shock.

"I hardly felt anything, because at that time I was only focused on you." Jean continued calmly.

That sentence touched Lilia's heart so much that it made her eyes feel hot. The guilt for causing the wound and the feeling of being touched by Jean's words were mixed together. Lilia closed her eyes, trying desperately not to cry. But a single tear escaped the corner of her eye and landed on the man's shoulder.

"Don't cry." Jean turned his head when he felt Lilia's warm tears. "It's just a scar that isn't worth seeing. You don't have to cry about it."

Lilia shook her head and landed a light kiss on Jean's scar. To her, this scar was nothing to be ashamed of. Rather, this was a testament to Jean's courage 14 years ago.

Jean smiled helplessly at Lilia's stubborn expression. He turned around, then hugged his wife. Jean kissed the woman's eyelids lightly, wiping her tears. The man cupped the back of Lilia's neck before kissing her passionately.

For the first time since they got married, Jean didn't hold back anymore.

In the village where they had their first meeting, the two lovebirds gave each other their hearts and souls. They spent the night together like a real husband and wife.

*****

The next morning, Lilia was awakened by the beautiful sounds of birds chirping. She opened her eyelids slowly. The interior of the RV was dim due to the thick curtains covering the windows, but there was a glimmer of sunlight streaming in through the blinds.

Lilia got up from her bed — or at least that's what she was trying to do. But her body protested as soon as she tried to move. Finally, Lilia could only turn around — and immediately met eyes as blue as the ocean.

How could that man wake up so early? Even though they didn't sleep all night until dawn!

Lilia's cheeks felt hot as she remembered the intimate moment they had last night. Who said that Jean had a hidden disease?! What kind of nonsense was that! That man was like a beast last night!

Seeing that Lilia was awake, Jean reached out and stroked the woman's hair. A faint smile adorned his lips as he asked, "Does your body still feel uncomfortable?"

Lilia felt so embarrassed that she couldn't look at Jean's face. She pulled the blanket up high over her blushing face. "I am fine." she replied in a muffled voice. "What time is it now?"

"Nine o'clock." Jean said while scratching his cheek. He felt a little guilty for having his way with Lilia all night without rest. His wife still looked tired.

"Huh?" Lilia was so shocked that she lowered the blanket back down. "Is it that late? Shouldn't we wake up now?"

Jean stared at Lilia for a moment, his eyes glistening with regret. He still wanted to taste her snow-white skin and soft body, but the man restrained himself with difficulty. If he did what he wanted, Lilia wouldn't be able to wake up at all today!

"Yes, alright." Jean nodded before turning around. He reached for the robe that was neatly folded on the table by the bed, then put it on with smooth movements.

On the other side of the bed, Lilia dragged herself up to get up and grabbed her nightgown. She was only about to wear the shirt when the intense pain came over her lower body. Lilia took a sharp breath and swallowed the groan that almost escaped her mouth.

Apart from the pain from her first time, Lilia's waist was also sore. The bruises that adorned her waist from filming the battle scene days ago hadn't completely faded away. Last night, the two of them got so carried away that Jean didn't realize he was gripping Lilia's waist too tightly.

Jean got out of bed and walked over to Lilia. He reached out as he asked, "Can you get up?"

Lilia felt a little offended by the question. Did Jean mean to say that her body was so weak that she couldn't get out of bed?! She smiled to calm Jean down as she moved out of bed.

"Watch out—"

Those words had just escaped Jean's mouth when Lilia suddenly collapsed. Her legs felt like a jelly and she simply didn't have the strength to support herself. Luckily, Jean immediately caught her before she hit the floor.

However, Lilia gave her husband an accusing look. If it weren't for Jean's incredible stamina, she wouldn't be in this embarrassing situation!