A Matter of Wife and Love by Mila

Amelie looked up and was greeted by Giada, who was sporting a tight outfit. She was standing in a position that could show off her allure as much as possible, her gaze on Amelie. “You like Mr. Alston, don’t you?” she whispered. And her gaze stayed on Amelie. Gaze as piercing as a sword.

“No,” said Amelie coolly.

Giada tilted her head. “I see.” And then she left, swaying her hips.

Amelie had seen enough people to know that Giada liked Leo. The way she looked at him and the way she acted around him was enough proof. Another moth to the fire, huh? And she turned back as well.

Fiona helped her with the dishes. While the cameraman was elsewhere, she whispered, “You should stay away from Giada. And tell Blake to do that too.”

Amelie was surprised that Fiona would make that remark as the latter barely ever talked behind any actor’s back. Amelie only nodded in response.

Fiona liked that about Amelie. She knows everything, yet she knows what not to speak.

When they were done with the dishes, the gentlemen were already grilling the fish. They lathered the fish oil on the fish and turned them around on the grill.

Blake was there as well. He did not reek of the grease of an unkempt man. Even a crude job like fish grilling looked like art when he was doing it. The slivers of smoke that wafted into the air swirled around him, covering him in a veil of mystery, not unlike the protectors of the elf king behind a shield.

“Man, Blake’s the goal of every guy out there.” The cameraman snapped photos of Blake.

Not every man could have the air of grace and innocence Blake had. Even though he would choke on the smoke from time to time, Blake would keep up his smile, and everyone admired him for that.

He’s a big boy now. No longer the dejected kid he once was. Now he’s happy and

she was presented with a fish. “Here, done,” someone said. Amelie looked before her and realized that it was Blake. He was holding a piece

of the fish

gulped the fish right off his hand. “This is good.” She closed her eyes and sighed in enjoyment. Her face was gleaming, and she looked like a

like a child who just got complimented by his mother. His

the scene in

they look loving?” Noticing this, Ellen said,

her wound, and he raised his head just in time to see that scene,

her wrist. “You’re hurting me,

for some fun and scattered when night had fully descended. It had been an exhausting day, and everyone returned

have three people in it. Amelie soon fell asleep, but a mosquito bite woke her up at midnight. She got up silently and sprayed some insect repellent around. It was silent. Not even a bug’s chirp was heard. Aside from the tent, the only thing

realize the tents were already some distance away. It was a safe place, but she didn’t want to leave the tents too far. Just when she was about to go back, she noticed, under the tree illuminated by some light, a woman suddenly hugging the man before her. Hold on,

making out with Ellen at this hour? They could’ve just told everyone they were dating and be done with the show. Why this

then she heard the woman whisper, “I’ve been in love with

Amelie froze, and

Ellen can give you, I can too. And I can do better than

She knew Giada liked Leo, but this was a brazen behavior. She’s been flirting with all the guys, and Chester only came to this show for her. And she never refused

the night shrouding his face, she could still feel the air around him tensing up, and she shuddered.