A Film Queen

Film Queen of Two Worlds

Chapter 297 He Wouldn’t Leave

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Milly beheld the weary visage of Jordan and gently diverted the conversation, “Jordan, I’m alright. You should rest for a while.”

Jordan hesitated. “No, I’m not tired. I’ll stay with you a bit longer.”

Yet, his exhaustion was undeniable. Milly suppressed the tears in her gaze and playfully chided, “Jordan, go rest. Your eyes are red from lack of sleep. If I wake up and find you bedridden, I’ll have to tend to you while I’m ill. Do you think you can manage that?”

And if the paparazzi see you like this, they might think our family is in “turmoil.”

“But … ”

“Jordan, if you don’t rest, then neither will I.

In the end, Jordan relented, gently tousling her hair. “Alright, I’ll rest now and come back later.”

“I’ve arranged for two caregivers; they’ll be here soon. If you need anything, just let them know.”

Milly finally smiled and nodded. “Okay.”

Still, Jordan remained uneasy. After a few more words, he turned to leave. As he did, his gaze fell upon Xavier, who appeared equally fatigued. His expression darkened slightly, and he spoke with a hint of resentment. “You come with me too.

Xavier bit his lip, his eyes filled with indescribable sorrow as he looked at Jordan with a faint plea, “Jordan, I don’t want to leave…”

Milly rolled her eyes. Stephanie was nowhere in sight, and the pretense of familial bonds seemed hollow.

presence, forcibly grabbed Xavier by the collar, ignoring his protests,

felt much lighter

IV drip, it was unsure, but Milly slept for an entire

opened her eyes, she

she finally awoke, it was evening. The room

there was

a

The figure before her was at

who could it be? A burglar, perhaps?

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He Wouldn’t

disturb her

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bore the marks of recent injury, her hand wrapped in a bandage, rendering confrontation

had to

senses, she discerned the figure settling by her bedside. Gently, he reached out to tuck her in,

I’m sorry,” came a tremulous

It was Xavier!

a thief. Irritation prickled within her at his sudden appearance. Hadn’t Jordan

It felt unfamiliar, but the wounds inflicted remained. A late apology was

wakefulness. His voice strained with emotion as he continued, “Milly, I apologise. I regret leaving you when you were injured. I regret how I treated you before. You’re kind–hearted,

brother again, I promise to be kind to you and shield you from harm, even from myself. I will strive

trembled

was he seeking

that if I ever called you my sister again, I’d be dog.

pondered this, her thoughts were abruptly

“Haha!”