Wyneth noticed that Hayden was following her, and she furrowed her brows.'What is he trying to do?'Doesn't he know that we're on the film set?'Wyneth took out her phone and opened her WhatsApp chat with Hayden as she continued to walk forward worriedly.The last message was still the same four words he sent earlier: [You look very cute.]Wyneth was about to text him back, but she changed her mind after looking at those words.Her phone vibrated, and Hayden had texted her first instead.[Let's talk.]Wyneth stopped walking and replied: [Sure.]Wyneth figured that she could take the chance to ask him what he was up to.Hayden texted back when Wyneth was about to ask him where they should have the talk: [Okay, let's go to the parking lot.]'Parking lot?'She could not understand why Hayden would want to go to the parking lot.However, she soon thought that it was probably less crowded there, and it would be easier for them to explain if they were seen.So, she turned arou
Hayden glanced over at the parking lot. "If you'd like, we can get into the car and talk there," he offered. Wyneth followed his gaze, taking in the scruffy surroundings of the film crew's parking area, a far cry from the sanitized environment of the hotel. It did not appear to be particularly inviting, with shadows seeming to lurk in every corner. "We better get going before someone comes along," Hayden suggested quietly.At this, Wyneth dropped any pretense and opened the car door to get in. She took a seat in the back. After settling down, she noticed that the car remained stationary. Looking up, she caught Hayden's gaze on her through the rearview mirror. A slow understanding dawned on her, and she smirked slightly at the mirror. "Sorry, I forgot you're not the chauffeur," she said, but her face did not show that she was sorry.Hayden rarely saw her act so bold. She did not look sorry at all. Instead, she raised her eyebrows as if she was daring him. It was very unlike the person
It was already evening, and Wyneth realized she was a bit hungry. When Hayden asked, she blurted out, "How about Daledonian food?" Then, she paused and asked, "Wait, why are you asking this?""Not hungry?""I am. But what does it have to do with you?""Do you want to chat on an empty stomach?"Wyneth was quiet, then thought, 'We can talk while we eat.' She then added, "Find somewhere private. I don't want rumors about us."Hearing this, Hayden's eyes narrowed slightly. He glanced at her but did not argue, just hummed in response.His lack of an argument puzzled Wyneth. She looked at him and thought, 'Why is he so quiet? It's not like him. And his gaze at me seems different today, almost... affectionate.' This thought made her confused.In the end, Hayden picked a fancy and really private restaurant. But when Wyneth stepped out of the car, she covered her face without thinking. She had forgotten to put on a mask when she left the set. Worse, she was still in her costume. "I shoul
'The Hayden now and the boy he used to be are completely different.' With this thought, Wyneth snapped back to reality. She bit her lip lightly, then laughed. "So, should I thank you?""Huh?""For ordering sweets I don't like, even though you thought I'd want to take them home."Hayden paused. "You don't like... sweets?" His voice faltered as he asked, seemingly in disbelief. Hayden admitted that he did not know her current preferences well, but he remembered that she did enjoy sweets as a child. Whenever she came to see him as a young girl, she would always first ask, "Can we have cake today?" He remembered her sweet, soft-cheeked face and always thought of her as a candy-loving kid."Right." Wyneth picked up her glass, took a sip of water, and said seriously, "I don't like them. In fact, I hate them."Hayden just looked at her and did not respond. The air between them grew tense again. Once the waiter brought their food, Wyneth decided to eat first, not bringing up any awkward t
"What?" Wyneth found the statement strange. 'Since when did Hayden become so superstitious?' Instead of being touched, she squinted at him suspiciously. "When did you start believing in this stuff?"Hayden did not answer, but asked back, "Don't you believe?"Wyneth looked away. "No, I don't." She genuinely did not believe, answering quickly without considering the consequences."If you don't believe, why did you marry me for good luck?" Hayden's voice got deeper, and it looked like he was holding back some emotion. Wyneth paused, probably not expecting him to twist the topic this way. "And there's something else." He looked at the protective charm she wore. "If it's so important to you, why'd you give it to me?""That's not important." Wyneth finally cut him off, sounding a bit annoyed."Then what is?" Hayden asked again. "You don't believe in superstitions. There has to be a reason you married me.""I wanted the Hamiltons' money, okay?""But when you wanted a divorce, you said
Today, this legendary man had reserved their entire restaurant. He also brought a woman who was dressed in a play costume. Everyone was guessing about their relationship.Someone said the girl was an actress from Hayden's company. He, being the boss, just took her out for a meal. That was no big deal. Another person immediately shot down that someone's idea, "Does your boss take you to fancy restaurants? When did that happen? If your boss is that cool, introduce me." That someone had no answer for that. In the end, everyone agreed something was up between the two, and they must be a couple.When the waitress came over to serve their food, she heard Wyneth, sounding angry at Hayden. Hayden, sitting across from her, did not show any signs of being upset. Instead, he focused on the food and said calmly, "Let's eat first." The waitress quickly set out all the food from the tray and left without lingering. Before she left, she heard Wyneth tell Hayden, "If you don't explain, you can eat t
Wyneth was full of thoughts as they left the restaurant. Even though there was a lot of food, she had not eaten much at dinner because she did not feel like eating. Hayden's words made her remember when they were kids and used to spend time together. They were very close friends back then.Back then, she had created quite a fuss when she visited his school. Her younger self had caused Hayden trouble without even asking if it was okay. Although he did not openly say anything, she figured he probably did not like her behavior. As she grew up, she married him without asking him. At that time, Hayden was in a coma, so he could not even give his consent. Before, she just did what her heart wanted without thinking about it. She admired him, liked him, wanted to find him, desired to marry him, then got divorced, and because Hayden's grandfather was sick, she signed an agreement with Hayden. From the beginning to now, she just did whatever her heart told her to do.Thinking about this, Wynet
The car quickly left the restaurant's parking lot, and the inside was lit up by the neon lights.Wyneth breathed a sigh of relief and slowly asked, "How did you see the photo?" She really had no memory of it and wondered, 'Did I show it to him on my phone after having too much to drink?'"Bruce," Hayden answered without hesitation. "He showed it to me and said he's known you since you were little."Wyneth said nothing. She had not expected this to happen. 'Bruce told people who I am! But I wanted to be honest anyway,' she thought, lightly biting her lower lip, thinking about what happened that day. 'Bruce probably just showed Hayden the photo to show we are close. He must not have said we're brother and sister, or Hayden's face would have looked different when we took the pictures.'"Why didn't you ever tell me?" Hayden asked.She did not answer this question earlier. This time, Wyneth stayed quiet for a long time before finally saying, "There was no need."Hayden's forehead wrin