A Film Queen

A Film Queen of Two Worlds

Chapter 98 The Wound on Her Lips

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Hearing Milly’s cry of pain, Joy jumped in surprise. She quickly asked, “What’s wrong. Boss? Is the water. too warm? But you’ve just been rescued; drinking some warm water will help. When you sweat, it’ll drive away the cold.”

Milly licked the stinging corner of her lips. She was contemplating the cause of her pain.

The memory of when she almost drowned suddenly flooded back.

A man in white attire had jumped into the water and rescued her like a deity. He held her tightly in a possessive grip. His large hands encircled her waist, making it impossible for her to move. His desire was evident, and his strength was so overpowering that it seemed he wanted to merge her into his body.

As for the wound on her lips.

It seemed she had clung to his neck to get oxygen and forcibly took it away from his mouth.

Who was the man who saved her? Her whole body shivered as she thought back.

Relying on her memory. Milly quickly looked around.

Out of all the individuals dressed in white on the set, only one had wet clothes, suggesting that he had jumped into the water to rescue someone. Neal was the person sitting next to Stephanie!

Milly’s expression froze, disbelief filling her eyes. Her facial muscles were twitching, and her stomach churned with nausea.

Was Neal the one who saved her?

And the one who kissed her to give her air was also Neal?

With Milly’s face growing paler, Joy worriedly asked, “Are you alright? Are you feeling unwell? Should I call the doctor to check on you again?”

was ready to get

complexion was still pallid. She said, “Don’t bother! I’m fine. I just feel

at all. In fact,

she believed that Neal was her saviour, she felt an overwhelming urge to vomit. This physiological repulsion

the filming had to stop. Alan waved them off before changing back at the hotel. They

the luxurious private room of the hotel, where

dinner.

Wound

the sound evoking his

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for him to decipher the thoughts

dry clothes, sat on George’s left. It was a

George had come

to Neal was empty, as

was the only one unaffected by the tense atmosphere next to the empty seat. He lounged with his legs crossed, his fingers gliding over his phone screen, rapidly sending messages to an unknown recipient. Further down were Michelle, Stephanie, and

touched his food. No one dared to make a move either. The atmosphere turned even more oppressive,

forehead again. He gave Neal a look and urged him to speak to George. However, Neal was too scared to

matters into his own hands, a graceful figure

day, Grandpa was talking about you.

drew everyone’s attention in the

eyes widened, and he asked, “Stephanie, do

and said with a shy smile, “Yes, our grandfathers were comrades in arms and

her words

outright that she had a

quickly started to flatter her, saying, “Hahaha, turns out

chime in, “Yes, yes, Stephanie and Mr. Tate

has probably travelled all the way

perfect match

“Exactly! You’re right!”

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