My Supermodel Wife Chapter 752 - Enrico And His Past

Florence's words sounded very clear.

Just as everyone was entangled and couldn't help themselves, there was a loud noise outside the private room door.

Imdiately after, the door was suddenly kicked by Chris.

This huge movent worried everyone in the room.

The bodyguards in the room rushed to secure the situation, but they were horrified by the scene outside the door before they could take any action.

Outside the corridor, there were nearly twenty bodyguards.

But now, only a bodyguard in all black was seen taking three steps forward.

At several other points, the entire corridor was already surrounded by mbers of the Widjaya family's security team..

At this mont, Clifford stood behind Chris with a cold face.

Florence looked at them with a very embarrassed expression. "Son of the Hartanto family, where is your decency!"

Chris pursed his lips nonchalantly, stepped aside and didn't even look at Florence. He looked at Jean then said, "I just wanted to let you know that there is soone who wants to et you!"

As the words fell, two people appeared behind him.

The mont Lilia saw Alice, she suddenly stood up. "Alice!"

Finally, she got here!

However, Jean looked at the person next to Alice, with deep eyes and a twisted throat. His gaze slowly turned gentle.

These days, he sent people to keep an eye on Alice, but he still couldn't find Enrico.

The Ricardo family's bodyguard stood by the entrance in bewildernt. Their two masters didn't speak, and they didn't know whether to act.

However, even if they act, it is estimated that there is no chance of winning.

The mbers of the Widjaya family security team guarding outside looked into the room with a rough look. If they rounded them up, there were approximately fifty people!

Not to ntion that there were several bodyguards from other Surabaya noble families wandering outside the corridor.

At this ti, Alice helped Enrico into the door with a sullen expression. His eyes deliberately avoided Jean's. Lilia could see how guilty he was without needing careful observation.

Enrico walks very slowly, one of his legs is paralyzed, which makes him unable to walk straight.

His cheeks were covered with scars and the missing eyeball looked hideous under the bright light.

Within a short distance, Enrico walked for almost half a minute. He looked deeply at Jean, then turned to look at Alfred the next second.

In a mute voice, he said, "Son… Do you rember ?"

The atmosphere in the room beca more refined.

Enrico's voice sounded like a barrel being hit, very loud.

Even if he spoke the words very loudly, it was still accompanied by grunts and loud breathing sounds.

After seeing this, Jas looked at Enrico with a serious expression, and after a while, he faintly turned to Jean and asked in a low volu, "Jean, who is he?"

Jean didn't speak, but looked at Enrico with a deep and heavy gaze.

He called Alfred "son"?!

This scene clearly shocked everyone, casting doubts into their hearts.

What is the relationship between this strange and ugly man and Alfred?!

At that mont, Alfred glanced at him nonchalantly. "I don't rember!"

He had never known such an ugly man!

As the words fell, Enrico sneered, his hoarse voice mixed with traces of pain as he turned to look at Jas. His mouth was seen slightly trembling.

In the next mont, he dragged his aching body and staggered, three steps apart and suddenly… his knees fell to the ground.

He said, "Brother, it's ... Jack!"

Even though it was a few simple words, Enrico said it with great difficulty.

Jack… Jack Widjaya, the second child of the Widjaya family!

He's also Enrico, the caretaker of the Alessandrio family's garden!

Jack Widjaya!

With a few simple words, Jas stood up in shock.

He turned his gaze down blankly, and stared at the kneeling man in front of him for a mont.

After half a minute, he finally found his voice. "What, what did you say?"

Jas' always calm expression finally tended to collapse at this mont.

He shook his head in disbelief. "Impossible, you are not the second child! He obviously died in an accident fifteen years ago! Who are you?"

He couldn't be blad for asking such a question. After all, who could have survived a plane crash?

Moreover, there isn't a trace of the Widjaya family's physical traits in Enrico's appearance.

His scar-covered cheeks and an eye socket without an eyeball were all unbelievable.

Perhaps, he had expected this kind of outco long ago. Enrico knelt on the ground and lowered his head again, accompanied by the sound of heavy breathing. He chuckled softly, "Brother, when you were seventeen, you dragged to ski with you and I ended up falling into a snow hole, do you rember?"

"Below the cushion in your bedroom, you used to hide pictures of girls you like hoping they would show up in your dream, right? When I laughed at you hard, you hit with sha. Do you rember?"

"On holidays, when mom and dad went out, you asked to buy you a bottle of perfu for you and want to give it to sister Irene for her birthday. Don't you rember all that?"

Enrico spoke these words slowly and with great difficulty.

He coughed as he spoke, holding a trendous discomfort in his throat as he recounted details that only the two brothers knew.

This story was a very common and trivial matter, but Jas couldn't take it anymore.

As for Jean, there was a surge of storm in his deep and dark eyes.

He rembered the year he first t Enrico in Parma, and his mory was still as vivid as yesterday.

Enrico, who built the butterfly garden for him because he smiled at the sight of the butterflies... Turned out to be the second brother who had a plane crash 15 years ago?!

At this ti, Enrico, who was still kneeling on the floor, slowly raised his head, and this kind of action also exposed his empty eye socket. His older brother Jas clearly realized who he was.

His lips twitched, his voice hoarse and trembling. "Brother..."

He repeated his mumbling again, making Jas slightly trembling in surprise.

Irene took advantage of this situation to support Jas and looked at Enrico in shock. "Jack, how did you… beco like this?"

When she married and beca a mber of the Widjaya family, she was very impressed by this younger brother-in-law.

He is gentle and graceful, and he has dealt with corporate business with his parents.

Back then, Jack was the most handso man in everyone's eyes.

He is also the next generation in charge of the Widjaya family.

But the plane crash almost destroyed the entire family.

Jas is forced to take over to run the business, but everyone still regrets Jack's departure.

Now that fifteen years had passed, the handso son had turned into an inhuman looking demon with such an appearance.

After all, he was only in his forties, but his temples were stained with frost, and even his whole body was crushed.

Enrico knelt on the ground and shook his head silently. The sound of his panting breaths could be heard from ti to ti, and his mood was greatly affected.

"Brother..." At this mont, Jean turned and paced, looked at Enrico with hot eyes, and crouched beside him with bent legs.

Enrico's back trembled slightly as he raised the palm of his missing finger, then patted his shoulder and said with a choked voice, "Brother, it's , I'm your brother..."