A Film Queen

Chapter 369

“Ow! That really hurt!”

Milly was so lost in her thoughts that she didn’t realise Jordan had stopped walking right before her. Bumping into his back made her nose throb painfully.

Turning around, Jordan saw Milly clutching her nose, her eyes brimming with tears from the pain. A mix of annoyance and sympathy washed over him. “What, you don’t use your eyes when you walk?” he scolded gently.

Milly’s lips turned downwards as she murmured in defence, “I was thinking about something.”

Jordan gently pulled her hand away from her nose to check for swelling. It carefully examined her face to ensure she wasn’t seriously hurt. After confirming she was okay, he let out a relieved sigh.

“What had you so distracted?” he inquired, looking at her with a hint of curiosity. Milly peeked at Jordan, noticing his softened expression. She carefully broached her thought, “Jordan, what if… just as a thought… what if I wasn’t really your sister?

Would you believe that?”

Expecting anger, Milly was met with Jordan’s typical stoic face, though his presence seemed slightly icier. “You know your DNA test is right on my desk. Go have another look if you’re unsure,” he suggested coldly.

Milly frowned slightly. “But this isn’t about DNA. Do you believe in time travel? Or the idea of souls swapping bodies?”

Jordan observed her quietly for a moment, his gaze profound and enigmatic. He momentarily pulled her in before abruptly shutting it down, leaving no evidence of his brief lapse. It was as if she’d imagined the whole thing.

don’t believe in

it be possible that I’m not really Milly, you think I am, but just a different soul

or false. The person you’re

use the abilities I have now to

barn door when the horse is gone. All I can do now is make the best effort to heal the wounds and bitterness of this life; in

yet with conviction, almost like he

words left Milly, who prided herself on her scholarly intellect, baffled for quite some time. With a heavy

to her quiet mumbling, before walking away. “Okay, now we need to address how you’ve been treating your

Milly looked puzzled.

I thought we had settled this issue? Why are we going back

you made promises only to forget them later? I need to keep reminding you, hoping someday you’ll remember to avoid

Milly was speechless.

Jordan really knows how to hold onto a

Half an hour later.

blankly at an A4 sheet in front of her. After spending more than ten minutes writing, all she had managed to scribble

having to write a three- thousand-word self-criticism letter as punishment for

words per

meals, or even physical discipline – which she believed she could handle. But why did he have to resort to this kind of intellectual

task of writing a self-analysis in her two lives – the previous

challenge, she pondered

feel right, and ‘Beloved Jordan’ even less