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

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

all. In fact,

saviour, she felt an

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

room of

dinner.

Wound on

the sound

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not enough for him to decipher the thoughts of the

on George’s left.

Neal wasn’t the lead actor, George had come to visit him, so showing their respect

to Neal was empty, as

to the empty seat. He lounged with his legs crossed, his fingers gliding over his phone screen, rapidly sending messages

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

Neal a look and urged him to speak to George.

hands, a graceful figure stood up, holding a glass of wine, and approached

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

tone drew everyone’s

he asked, “Stephanie, do you

comrades in arms and very close. Our families go way back, and we

her

said it outright that she had a good

flatter her, saying, “Hahaha, turns out we’re all

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

Tate has probably travelled all the way

perfect

“Exactly! You’re right!”

flattery grew more