Love's New Bloom by Simone Hastings

Chapter 122 Discover Her Affair!

After receiving the second IV infusion, Erin finally woke up due to the urge to relieve herself. The moment she woke, she fell disoriented. weak in her limbs, and had a throbbing headache. Her hazy gaze landed on the man beside her, and Erin’s brain momentarily thought she was seeing things.

Roman, dressed in his set costume, was looking at her at that moment. His voice was gentle and mellow as he asked, “How do you feel?”

He’d been afraid of missing the timing for the IV drip and hadn’t dared rest his eyes for even a moment.

Erin laughed feebly. “Looks like I’m in the hospital… I’m so sorry for troubling you.”

He replied. “Yeah, I’ve even stopped filming. If I don’t see an improvement in your condition, I’ll feel uneasy about going back to work. So, you have to actively accept treatment and eat well, okay?”

Roman’s tone was relaxed with a hint of playful reproach. Erin’s ears burned a little from embarrassment as he said that, but her eyes became moist, and they reddened after a few seconds. When Roman saw the tears flow from the corners of her eyes down her cheeks,

those two glistening teardrops seared his heart.

He pulled out two tissues from the cabinet and handed them to her free hand without the IV drip attached. “Why are you crying? You’re

acting like a child. Do you want me to sing to comfort you?”

This made Erin laugh. “I’m not a child… I’m just very louched. You, my boss, are sacrificing your precious filming time to accompany an insignificant employee in the hospital. Are you that afraid of people accusing you of mistreating your employee?”

Roman replied helplessly, “Yeah, I’m indeed afraid. I’m afraid of what the reporters might write.”

Erin smiled and remained silent. She knew he understood that she was joking, and he countered her question with a joke of his own too.

She wiped away her tears and said, “Roman, you should go back to the set. I’m fine, I can handle myself in the hospital.”

I won’t feel at ease if you don’t recover. Don’t say anything more. Now, close your eyes and rest well. If you’re hungry, I’ll have Ken buy you something

a bit hazy due to the fever, her memory was intact. She instantly remembered the news of Chandler and Alana’s engagement. Now, in her weakened physical and mental

her eyes, trying to stop herself from crying, but the tears continued to fall. Roman understood very well why she

was no real love between him and Alana, that didn’t make a difference to Erin. An engaged fiancée had a legitimate status all things considered,

stoop down to such a low level when it came to loving him. If she had to compromise her dignity and principles to

that hurts you would be wiser than holding

remained silent and feeling down in the dumps until she sat up straight abruptly.

she choked out, “I really need to use

her illness, Erin

He was usually dedicated to his work; but

all it wasn’t Roman himself who was sick, nor was it his family, his wife, or his girlfriend. Erin was just his assistant! Roman personally accompanying her got many crew members on the set talking as they felt that it was

those who wanted to curry favor with Roman became even more attentive to Erin. Who knew what their real

and rumors–by ignoring them, playing

as Roman said, if she took it seriously and felt the need to explain herself to everyone, she wouldn’t last a month in this environment. Therefore, Erin had come to terms with the nature of this industry and decided

told her that if she could fluently recite all her lines and act alongside him, that would

in the studio alone. Originally, that part of the studio was under renovation and not open to the public yet. As there mustn’t be any noise during filming, the west

could make special arrangements. He gave Erin a key to one of the bedrooms in the west wing and said that if she was interested,

better to

about lying down and taking a nap there, but she realized it wouldn’t be appropriate if someone came in and saw her. So, she chose to rest behind the folding screen and found a soft cushion to sit on the floor and start

outside, the spacious west wing was relatively cool since there were no people or filming equipment.

cooler than

reading for about twenty minutes when she started to feel sleepy and dozed off. A dozen minutes later, in a daze,

a conversation between a

no one will come in

long

opened her eyes and became more alert. She recognized the voices of the man and woman–it was none