Chapter 98 The Wound on Her Lips

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Hearing Milly’s cry of pain, Joy jumped in surprise. She quickly asked, “What’s wrong. Boss? Is the water. too warm? But you’ve just been rescued; drinking some warm water will help. When you sweat, it’ll drive away the cold.”

Milly licked the stinging corner of her lips. She was contemplating the cause of her pain.

The memory of when she almost drowned suddenly flooded back.

A man in white attire had jumped into the water and rescued her like a deity. He held her tightly in a possessive grip. His large hands encircled her waist, making it impossible for her to move. His desire was evident, and his strength was so overpowering that it seemed he wanted to merge her into his body.

As for the wound on her lips.

It seemed she had clung to his neck to get oxygen and forcibly took it away from his mouth.

Who was the man who saved her? Her whole body shivered as she thought back.

Relying on her memory. Milly quickly looked around.

Out of all the individuals dressed in white on the set, only one had wet clothes, suggesting that he had jumped into the water to rescue someone. Neal was the person sitting next to Stephanie!

Milly’s expression froze, disbelief filling her eyes. Her facial muscles were twitching, and her stomach churned with nausea.

Was Neal the one who saved her?

And the one who kissed her to give her air was also Neal?

With Milly’s face growing paler, Joy worriedly asked, “Are you alright? Are you feeling unwell? Should I call the doctor to check on you again?”

She got up and was ready to get the doctor for Milly.

Her complexion was still pallid. She said, “Don’t bother! I’m fine. I just feel a bit…

feel uncomfortable at all. In fact, she wanted to get closer to him, driven by

her saviour, she felt an overwhelming urge to vomit. This physiological repulsion

Alan waved them off before changing back at the hotel. They cancelled the night scene and decided to gather

the luxurious private room of the hotel,

dinner.

Wound on

the sound evoking

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enough for him to decipher the thoughts of the imposing figure before him. He kept wiping the sweat off his bald head

dry clothes, sat on George’s left. It was a

actor, George had come

to Neal was empty,

only one unaffected by the tense atmosphere next to the empty seat. He lounged with his legs crossed, his fingers gliding over his phone screen, rapidly sending messages to an unknown recipient. Further down were Michelle, Stephanie, and the

No one dared to make a move

again. He gave Neal a look and urged him to speak to George. However, Neal was too

figure stood up, holding a

was talking about you. He said he misses you and hopes you

everyone’s attention in the

asked, “Stephanie, do you know

her eyes and said with a shy smile, “Yes, our grandfathers were comrades in arms and

behind her

outright that she had a good

hint. He quickly started to flatter her, saying, “Hahaha, turns out we’re

chime in, “Yes, yes, Stephanie and

Mr. Tate has probably travelled all the way here

a perfect match they

“Exactly! You’re right!”

flattery grew

nearby Danny’s eyebrows shot

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