Ella looked the picture of innocence, her voice soft and compliant. “There was a pyrotechnics scene on set today. I was too close and got nicked by some debris, but I’ve already been treated!”

The man’s expression was a complex mix of cool detachment and inscrutable thoughts. “Why didn’t you tell me?”

“I didn’t want to set you off!”

Jonathan suppressed the surge of anger in his chest. “And yet you still went and took a shower?”

Ella flopped onto the bed, glancing back at him with eyes clear and bright. “Don’t make such a fuss. Look at my back; I’ve had worse than this. Trust me, I’m tough as nails!”

“Ella, I’m not in the mood for jokes!” Jonathan furrowed his brow tightly.

Suddenly, her gaze dropped, tinged with a hint of sadness, “The last time you called me Ella was two years ago when you wanted to break up with me.”

Jonathan was silent.

The fire in his heart was doused by her words. He took a deep breath, leaned in to examine her wounds, and then rose to fetch some medicine.

A sly sparkle flashed in Ella’s eyes as she obediently waited.

on the edge of the bed to disinfect her

she said, it bore many scars, pale

scars were

they were intimate, he couldn’t help but kiss those faint marks, as if to soothe the

in a low

confident. “Don’t call and make a fuss. Mr. Tucker is already beating himself up over it, sacked a few crew members too. It’s

more days are

wrap up right before

couldn’t help but feel distressed, “Stop taking these

her head with a carefree smile. “It really

gently blew

across Ella’s back, but she

“Not at all!”

Behave, and I won’t make an issue of it.” Jonathan leaned in, pinching her cheek. “Why do you

murmuring softly,

lightly.

“Mhm!” Ella nodded.

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