On the set of The Journey, Angeline turned all the dissatisfaction she had witnessed in the hospital into her motivation for filming.

She fought with a sharp sword in her hand while suspended in midair by wires under the direction of the stunt coordinator in the blazing sun.

Because of the troublesome multiple-layered traditional clothes she was wearing, she was covered in sweat after a while. The makeup artist had to follow her to constantly touch up her makeup.

However, Angeline never voiced a single complaint, which led Derek to look at her with admiration and approval.

“That’s enough. Let’s take a break.” In the end, the director had to call for them to stop. “We’re about to wrap up filming, so there’s no need to go all out.”

“Thank you, Mr. McKenna.” Angeline panted. It was only until she saw the props being put away at the set that she was willing to take off the heavy armor on her body to get some air.

“Excuse me, is Ms. Angeline Sorelle here?”

Just then, she noticed a courier standing at the entrance of the film set.

“That would be me.” Angeline frowned. “Can I help you?”

The courier took out a bouquet of brightly colored roses from the back seat of his motorcycle and handed it to her.

“Mr. Golding told me to deliver it to you.”

After saying that, the courier rode away on his motorcycle.

Angeline could only swallow the query she was going to utter. Then, as if something had suddenly dawned on her, bewilderment could be seen in her eyes.

Mr. Golding… Evander? Isn’t he being all lovey-dovey with his fiancée? Why would he send me flowers?

She had no choice but to carry the bouquet of roses to the lounge first. As she was heading there, many of the actresses from the film noticed it and exclaimed in awe.

“Wow! Who sent you these flowers, Angie? They’re so pretty!”

“I’m so envious, but it’s perfectly normal for someone like you to receive flowers, Angie.”

“I’ll try my best to be like you…”

and praises of the

no different from the majority of women

the flowers, and while she was misting them, she

a pleasant flowery scent to it, she found that it was vigorously scrawled with the following words: Apologies for being too impulsive

certain it was from

lips as she felt something warm seep into her heart, taking away

the next few days, Angeline never visited Floretta in the hospital but chatted with

and Olivine came to pick her up. Although the little girl spent a long time scanning the entrance, there was

the car and returned to

welcome them, Floretta noticed a tiny mound of gifts stacked up in

getting discharged from the

doll and said with a warm smile, “These are the toys I bought for you, and there are many more.

pile of toys, and instead of showing any

child, Ms. Sherrock. I’ve long stopped playing with these

Damn it! This brat

Evander admonished in a low

at him innocently. “But the kindergarten teacher taught us that children

heard

face turned red in anger. She forced out a stiff smile and uttered graciously, “It’s fine.

sorry, brat, when I marry into

Ding dong!

Francesca hurriedly

is this Floretta’s home?” A pleasant female

turned to look at the visitor and broke into a joyful smile as she ran toward the woman with her arms wide

Nancy? Did

you so

before taking out a thermal food jar from behind her. “Your Angel got up

to the kitchen with the food jar in her arms after letting

left did Nancy rose to her feet. Her expression gradually became serious as she stared at Evander and Olivine standing behind

Angeline has been busy with filming recently, so

and did not stop her.

she doesn’t even have time to rest. If I hadn’t stopped her, she would’ve come to pick up Floretta,” Nancy said truthfully as she stretched out her hand and fanned the hot air in front

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