Revenge Of The Jilted Bride

Jilted Bride 227

Chapter 227

"Seriously, even I don't act this infatuated," Rex said, breaking character in a second as he shot Thomas a sidelong glance and curled his lip.

Suddenly, his gaze caught a striking figure in the distance.

In the crowd, Ophelia stood out like a radiant beacon, effortlessly commanding attention.

"Ophelia! You finally came to see me!" Rex, like an overexcited giant puppy with admiration in his eyes, bolted toward her, practically wagging his invisible tail.

The injured makeup still on Rex's face created a stark contrast to his exuberant demeanor.

James, who had been preparing to shoot another take, suddenly found his camera devoid of a subject.

"Ophelia, you don't even know how amazing I've been lately," Rex said with the tone of someone begging for praise.

Ophelia, used to his antics, humored him with a few compliments, just enough to keep his confidence intact without inflating his ego.

Meanwhile, Sharon, who had been on camera, immediately stepped off the set as soon as she spotted Ophelia.

Her beautiful eyes sparkled as if filled with stardust.

"Hi, Elia..." she said softly.

Thomas took a deep breath, narrowly avoiding being stepped on the foot as Sharon made her way over.

'Is this really my wife? Why doesn't she ever look at me like that?' he thought.

Kevin also noticed Ophelia.

He rose from his seat under the director's canopy and approached her with a beaming smile.

"Elia, what brings you here today?" Kevin's demeanor had improved significantly lately.

He was working on a new script, and his overall health seemed rejuvenated. He looked years younger.

In no time, the key members of the production team had all gathered around Ophelia.

"I just came to see you all and brought some drinks," Ophelia said, handing the items she was carrying to Feona, who was standing behind Sharon. Feona began distributing them among the crew. Sharon clung to Ophelia's arm like a magnet, showing her usual clingy affection.

stuffed in his pockets, watched the scene unfold. 'When will

going on here? Is there a problem with this scene?" Ophelia asked after observing the shoot for a while.

his frustrations

team was full of characters. With the support of Ophelia, Kevin, the screenwriter, had more say than James,

with, so James couldn't afford to upset him either. All he could do was grumble

idea. We've been shooting this scene since yesterday. These two act like they're using the production team's

Thomas interjected, taking responsibility and lowering his head

looked at Sharon with so much affection that it must have

James sighed heavily and

back them

even faded, Feona, standing behind Sharon, let

Campbell! Could you please have Ms. Campbell sign

flawless, adorned with droplets of water, and wrapped in a sleek black and gray bundle that was both striking and elegant. No woman could resist flowers, especially a bouquet this

quickly took out their phones to snap pictures and record

me?" Sharon asked in surprise, walking closer to get a better

roses before, but never 999 of

that you are his one true love. Even if you get married... he... he'll still wait for you," the delivery person said, stumbling slightly over

every member of the production

was a

grew

a look of delight plastered on her face, but upon hearing the flowers weren't from Thomas, she suddenly seemed unsure whether to accept them or how she should even react. "Ms. Campbell, please sign for them," the delivery

take them. It's just a fan's kind gesture," Thomas said with a tight-lipped smile, feigning

sign for you. Get back to work and focus on the

get moving. Back to filming, one more

returned to his position

show off my acting skills. As long as Thomas doesn't mess up, I guarantee we'll get it in one take,"

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the

the three actors before

their expressions and body

turtleneck sweater. With his hands tucked into his trouser pockets, he exuded an

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saw Aiden with another woman, his face

skeptical, straightened in his chair when he saw Thomas' performance. He leaned closer to the

He's finally got it, James thought,

the scene, felt vindicated. "That's the Franklin I envisioned, possessive, intense, he