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?”

got up and was ready to get the doctor

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

uncomfortable at all. In fact, she wanted to get closer to him, driven

that Neal was her saviour, she felt an

had to stop. Alan waved them off before changing back at the hotel. They cancelled the night scene and decided to gather

the luxurious private room of the hotel, where the crews

dinner.

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not enough for him to decipher the thoughts of the imposing figure before him. He kept wiping the sweat off his

now in dry clothes, sat on George’s left. It was a seat specially arranged

George had come to visit him, so showing their

to Neal was empty, as

only one unaffected by the tense atmosphere next to the empty seat. He lounged with his legs crossed, his fingers

to make a move either. The atmosphere turned even

him to speak to George. However, Neal was

to take matters into his own hands, a graceful figure stood up, holding

see. The other day, Grandpa was talking about you. He said he misses you and

everyone’s attention in

he asked, “Stephanie,

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

behind her words was

almost said it outright that she had a good

He quickly started to flatter her, saying, “Hahaha, turns out we’re

yes,

Tate has probably travelled all

a perfect match

“Exactly! You’re right!”

flattery grew