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?”

and was ready

said, “Don’t

When he gave her air, she didn’t feel uncomfortable at all. In fact, she wanted to get closer to him, driven by her

saviour, she felt an overwhelming urge to vomit. This physiological

before changing

tense in the luxurious private room of the hotel,

dinner.

Wound on Her

the sound evoking

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industry were not enough for him to decipher the thoughts of the imposing figure before him. He kept wiping the sweat off his bald head with

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

come to

seat next to Neal was empty, as Milly

with his legs crossed, his fingers gliding over his phone screen, rapidly sending messages to an unknown recipient. Further down were Michelle, Stephanie, and the

served, but George still hadn’t touched his food. No one dared to make a move either. The atmosphere

urged him to speak to George.

hands, a graceful figure stood up, holding a glass of

day, Grandpa was talking about

drew everyone’s attention in the

and he asked, “Stephanie, do

a shy smile, “Yes, our grandfathers were comrades in arms and very close. Our families go way

her words

it outright that she had

picked up the hint. He quickly started to flatter her,

“Yes, yes, Stephanie and

probably travelled all the way here

a perfect

“Exactly! You’re right!”

flattery grew more