Wyneth, who was crouching under the table, could not help but lift her gaze and glance at Hayden.From her angle, she could only see Hayden's long legs and his sharp jawline.Hayden subtly paused as if he had noticed Wyneth looking at him. Then, his gaze slowly shifted to her.Wyneth immediately looked away."Mr. Hamilton, here's the thing." Emma smiled faintly. "I heard that you have a banquet to attend in a few days. Can I tag along?"Hayden slightly frowned upon hearing that.'Did she just come to my office to ask me this?'He squinted as his sharp gaze fell upon Emma's face.Emma's expression changed slightly.In fact, she only gathered her courage to come here because she helped Hayden's friend, Rio, without asking for money in return.Moreover, Rio also told her that Hayden was aware that he came looking for her help.Emma would never dare to have any fantasies about Hayden before this.After all, Hayden was an unattainable figure to actresses like her, not to mention
Hayden noticed Wyneth's impatience. After all, the cramped space under the table was uncomfortable for her, and she couldn't stay there for too long.While Hayden was talking, he saw Wyneth stretching her legs out below. Perhaps due to her awkward position, or because of something else entirely, her foot cramped up suddenly. Startled by the pain, she unintentionally jolted back, knocking against the table.When Hayden saw the pain on her face, his expression abruptly changed, and he snapped in a low voice, "Out!"Emma was flabbergasted, standing there ready to leave when suddenly she heard a noise coming from under the table. Upon another glance, she saw Hayden's face had changed, demanding they leave immediately.Dexter rushed over. "Ms. Winthrop, let's go, let's go." Having said that, he pulled her toward the office and closed the door behind them.Just before the door shut, Emma looked back, catching sight of Hayden who was usually cold and aloof sitting on a chair, bending dow
Sadly, Wyneth had long passed the stage of acting out of pure infatuation. After all, her heart had been crushed and put back together; it was not the same as it had once been. Having realized this, she watched him work with a blank expression.As Hayden finally looked up at her, he asked, "Feeling better?"Wyneth averted her eyes, her tone icy. "Much better.""Don't hide under the tables next time," Hayden said, somewhat helplessly.At this, Wyneth cast him a mocking glance. "So your artists can just walk in and misunderstand the situation? Is that what you'd prefer?"Hayden retorted. "Why would they misunderstand? They're allowed in here, so why wouldn't you be?"Wyneth did not want to engage in this argument. She planted her palms on the table's edge, hopping off the table. Even though Hayden looked sullen as she came down, he still lent a helping hand. After landing, she immediately shrugged off his hand."If there's nothing else, I'll be going."Without giving him a second
He had thought she would come knocking, asking urgently what was going on. Instead, what greeted him was the sound of the next room's door opening and closing. Luke's expression shifted, quickly opening his door to see, only to find Wyneth was no longer outside. His expression soured even more.'What a heartless woman!' he thought.As Wyneth packed her things, she came across the divorce agreement again. Considering the alimony Hayden had given her, she sighed deeply.'If I'd known he would give me so much wealth, I wouldn't have signed it; I would've let the lawyer erase my name first.'For her, money was not a big deal. She had never lacked for anything. And her feelings for him had been freely given, without anything expected in return. Now, in exchange, she had received this tremendous alimony. The thought of it was ironic, almost amusing.She stowed away the divorce papers, quickly organized her things, and then received a call from Yoyo."Babe, I just finished filming. Let
Wyneth could not have cared less whether Luke had OCD or not. Even if he did not, she had to pretend he did now—Yoyo had tried to shake his hand, and he had declined. So she needed to give her good friend an excuse to save face.Yoyo awkwardly withdrew her hand, muttering under her breath, "A-list celebrities, always with their unknown quirks."Luke's gaze happened to fall on the suitcase by Wyneth feet. His already sour expression turned even worse at the sight. He furrowed his brows and asked, "You're leaving?""Yes." Wyneth nodded. "I've wrapped up my shooting here. I'm heading back to the other set to pack, and then I'm leaving.""So, once you're done packing, you're leaving just like that?" Luke squinted at her.Not giving it much thought, Wyneth simply answered, "Yep, that's right."'So,' Luke cursed inwardly, 'she dressed up all fancy today, went out to dine with God-knows-who, came back without any thought of the meal she owes me, and she's all packed and ready to leave.
In Wyneth's mind, Luke was a man of unpredictable moods."Alright, you don't seem the type to pull my leg, but..." Yoyo squinted, gripping Wyneth's wrist and continued, "Luke stays right next door, and he's so incredibly handsome; don't you have even a little bit of interest in him?"At this, Wyneth wore an expression of speechless frustration."And you two even had those romantic scenes together. Haven't you—""Enough." Wyneth cut her off with a sigh. "What on earth goes on in your head all day? He's my senior; how could I possibly have feelings for him? Besides...""Besides what?"A vision of another man's handsome, aloof features flashed across her mind. Wyneth pursed her lips, avoiding Yoyo's gaze. "Nothing much. You know he's a top-tier actor, and I'm just some nobody. We're just fortunate to share the same manager, that's all. I'm not going to think about such impossible things.""Huh, you're right. You and Luke may share a manager, but let's be real, your celeb statuses a
Wyneth: [This is the address of the restaurant. Do you think you'll be free at noon?]Luke immediately clicked on the message to see the restaurant's address. After reading it, he could not help but smirk. He did not reply immediately, but just cleared his throat, held his phone and silently counted for about thirty seconds before leisurely typing a response.Luke: [I'm not sure if I'll be free. I have to shoot today.]His reply came off as aloof yet dignified. He had painstakingly planned everything the previous afternoon, but Wyneth had gone out with someone else, and he was still in the dark about the gender of this mystery person.After replying, Luke said to the assistant next to him, "I need to go out this afternoon."Upon hearing this, the assistant said, "Seriously? You just took off yesterday afternoon. If you're planning to bail again today, it's not going to look too good, you know?""Really? I've finished shooting all the scenes scheduled for this afternoon. Is there
'She still looks stunning as always, but what does that say? It says she didn't give a damn about meeting me, so she couldn't be bothered to put on her makeup or even to keep up appearances,' Luke said in his mind.Once upon a time, he would have found such authenticity refreshing. In fact, he still did. But after what had happened yesterday, his mood was decidedly gloomy. He could not fathom why he was feeling this way. Even after they reached their private dining room, and Wyneth was asking him what he wanted to eat, Luke was still sulking."Luke?"He snapped back to reality."Anything you don't like? Any food allergies or dietary restrictions? Can you handle cilantro? Spicy food?"Luke was in no mood to entertain her, mumbling, "Whatever."Wyneth, who had been studying the menu earnestly, glanced up at his curt response. Seeing his morose expression, she sighed internally.'Luke's mood swings back and forth like a pendulum. Lucky for me, after this peace-offering dinner, ther