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.

the dejected kid he once was. Now he’s happy and joyful. Wonder who’s going to be

someone said. Amelie looked before her and realized that it was Blake. He was holding a piece of fish filet in his gloved hand. The skin of the fish was golden and crisp, but the

of the fish and fed Amelie

right off his hand. “This is good.” She closed her eyes and sighed in enjoyment. Her face was gleaming,

Blake smiled like a child who just got complimented by his mother. His eyes were gleaming, but he was

as the scene in the water.

this, Ellen

raised his head just in

held her wrist. “You’re hurting

and let go of the bandage to dress her wound again. After dinner, the contestants went around for some fun and scattered when night had fully descended.

was heard. Aside from the tent, the only thing she saw around her was a row of lights. Dim lights. Their illumination was limited, but Amelie couldn’t sleep, so she followed the path of these lights as she stared around at the night. A chilly breeze kissed her, sending shudders

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

dating and be done with the show. Why this surreptitious act? Not like it has anything to do with me, though. She ignored them and tried to

in

not Ellen! Amelie froze, and the

can give you,

but this was a brazen behavior. She’s been flirting with all the guys, and Chester

was met with Leo. Despite the darkness of the night shrouding his face, she could still feel the air around him tensing up, and she shuddered. She thought he would go around her, but instead, he came to a