My Supermodel Wife

"Did I say you should care?" Leonard put his hands on the long table and put away the dinner plate in front of him. "I don't need your pity!"

Leonard was planning to leave. When he rose from his seat, Leonhart said in a deep voice, "Leonard, don't make a fuss, sit down!"

"No need! Since outsiders are given the right to rule over us, don't ever summon me and my servants again!"

At the end of the word, Leonard subconsciously grabbed Mellisa's wrist then turned and walked out of the dining table.

Lyn looked at their backs angrily, her hands slowly curling up under the table.

She had never felt humiliated like this, and Leonard had indeed defended the maid in every possible way.

Michelle was very unhappy about Leonard's sudden departure.

She looked at Lyn with dissatisfaction. Even though she didn't speak, she clearly blamed Lyn for talking too much.

At this time, Lyle was still chewing the food in his mouth, and after swallowing, he said, "Brother has been losing his appetite for some time recently. If it wasn't for his maid's dedication to look after him, he might not be able to eat. Lyn, you are at our dining table, and you are accusing our servant instead? I don't know what makes you this arrogant? Are you saying we mess up our recruiting system?"

Lyle was right because this incident involved family rules. He can also speak about the matter.

Lyn felt like she was stabbed right at her heart, she wanted to explain, but was interrupted by Leonhart.

"Butler, go and cook a few more dishes and bring them upstairs. Tell Leonard that he can arrange the people around him however he wants, and that no one will meddle with this matter anymore."

The old butler nodded and bowed in response.

The Patriarch implied that Lyn has no more power to harass Mellisa!

Leonard flat out rejected her and her response ruined the atmosphere of the dinner. She was so embarrassed to eat!

...

Upstairs, after Leonard and Mellisa returned, they sat on the balcony, looking at each other in silence.

By this time, night had fallen and lights had begun to glow around the castle.

Mellisa took her eyes off the balcony and looked at Leonard, who was covering his face with sunglasses, and sighed, "Young master, you must still not be full."

Leonard asked instead. "Are you hungry?"

"A little."

On weekdays, she and Leonard would usually have finished their dinner by now.

Leonard's heart moved, and when he rose to his feet, he opened his palm to Mellisa. "Let's go!"

"Where to?"

Mellisa looked at his open palm, and subconsciously handed her hand in a daze.

Because her fingers were tightly gripped by him, this familiar touch suddenly brought her back to her senses.

Mellisa wanted to withdraw her hand, but when she glanced to the side, she saw this young master holding her hand, and groping the air with one hand.

Melissa suddenly laughed.

There's no one else in this place and he still wanted to pretend to be blind?!

"What are you laughing at?"

Leonard probably felt that he had overplayed his role, so he lowered his arm, and accidentally squeezed Mellisa with his palm.

Mellisa looked at her palm that Leonard grasped, then narrowed her eyes. "Young Master, are you used to holding hands with men?"

Leonard took a breath and replied calmly, "Only you!"

"The reason?" Mellisa raised her eyebrows and asked with a smile while watching the man's expression.

"I'm blind, so I always needed someone to support me. And your hands are so soft!"

Mellisa suppressed the smile from the corner of her mouth for an instant, and tried to face him with a delicate expression.

Leonard... Is that really your reason?!

Twenty minutes later, Mellisa was standing on the shores of Moon Lake in the back garden.

She was guarded by the guards and servants around her, all of whom were Leonard's confidants, and they were all summoned here at that time.

Several maids were lighting a fire on the grill, and the guards were pacing around to fetch recliners and tents.

At this time, the head chef and the assistant chef from the back kitchen were walking on the grass carrying ingredients.

On the shores of the lake, this scene doesn't look real.

Mellisa glanced at Leonard beside her. "Young Master, did you call all the maids?"

"Yeah, I invited them all to a barbecue by the lake tonight."

Mellisa pursed the corners of her lips inexplicably. "All servants have arrived, who will take care of the Patriarch then?"

Leonard raised his eyebrows and ran to the lawn on his toes. "Since they think that my servants are not good enough for them, let them take care of themselves…"

Melissa was silent.

Sure enough this young master is stubborn and brave!

Before the Patriarch and his wife finished their dinner, he sent all the servants out of the building and asked them to join his barbeque.

Leonard then leaned to take his seat and rested his arms comfortably as he looked up at the star-lit sky. "Do you like barbecue?"

Mellisa was still standing and looking hesitant to answer. Finally, she nodded slowly. "I like it."

It's been a long time since she barbecued!

"Sometimes, eating with my subordinates makes me realize that I'm not that different from them. By the way, I've asked the cooks not to use too much oil, so you should be able to eat a lot later. "

Mellisa slowly turned her gaze to look at him, and didn't know what it felt like in her heart.

It seemed that they had not lived together peacefully for a long time.

She squirmed her lips, and for a moment, she wanted to say something to him.

But Mellisa didn't seem to know how to speak.

She looked at the busy servants, and blinked. "I'll help them."

"No!" Leonard grabbed her wrist. "There's a lot of people from the kitchen coming over, so you don't have to intervene. The late moonlight should be pretty good, you sit with me for a bit and keep me company, okay?"

Mellisa was stopped by him, and forced to sit on the recliner again.

She raised her head to look at the night sky, her mouth slightly raised. "There's no moon tonight."

Upon hearing the voice, Leonard stretched out his hand to take off his sunglasses, opened his eyelids and looked at the large round moon above his head. "Is that true? Isn't it up there?"

Mellisa answered gracefully. "No!"

Leonard looked at the shining stars in the sky, and his handsome face changed slightly.

'Damn, I forgot that I was blind!'

Leonard grabbed her wrist carelessly, and rubbed her skin with his thumb. "I heard you learned how to make tea?"

Mellisa, who was staring at the moon alone, said with her heart, "I was just training leisurely."

"Then, make tea for me tomorrow afternoon, and I'll check the results!"

Mellisa felt cheated, she bit her finger and nodded. "Okay."

About twenty minutes later, the head chef brought the grilled meat and seafood skewers to Leonard.

"Sir, please taste it first. If there's anything lacking, I will adjust it."

He placed the barbecue tray on the low table in front of them. He then looked at Mellisa and smiled gently at her.

Mellisa smiled at him and gestured, then took a meat skewer and handed it to Leonard.

This scene was seen by Leonard, and he absentmindedly picked up the meat skewer. "Do you know him?"

Mellisa took a skewer and asked in a teasing tone, "Can Young Master see him?"