Wyneth went to Bruce's trailer. As soon as she entered, Bruce raised an eyebrow and joked, "There you are. Judging by your expression, you've received the flowers?"Wyneth glared at him. "Could you not bring up what's bothering me?""With such a commotion, it's hard not to know."Wyneth did not feel like entertaining him, so she sat down, took out her phone, and texted Hayden on WhatsApp.Wyneth: [Roses, what do they mean?]After sending the message, she turned off the screen and started reading the script, assuming Hayden would be too busy to respond quickly. However, she was stunned when her phone vibrated almost immediately after she put it down, revealing a message from Hayden.Hayden: [Of course, they're for you.]Wyneth was speechless; she obviously knew the flowers were for her. She pursed her lips and replied with a stern face.Wyneth: [If I remember correctly, you gave roses to someone else last time, right?]After sending this message, there was a long silence from H
Wyneth was about to sip her drink when she heard some noise at the entrance. The roses that were there before were now being taken away.Serena noticed and looked really surprised. "What's going on?"Wyneth took a few gulps of the warm drink, watching the roses being carried away, and her face turned into a frown. She thought that probably only Hayden's people would do that. 'Did I make him so mad talking about the past that he even wants his flowers back?'The rest of the team was just as clueless. They had been jealous when Wyneth got flowers earlier that day. Even though there was no name with them, everyone figured they were from Hayden. The surprising news spread quickly. But not everyone was convinced it was true, and whispers started about the previous Le Palais flower incident.[Come on, isn't it common knowledge that Hayden has already sent flowers and visited Gigi before? I don't really like Gigi, but she's clearly the official girlfriend.]After sending this message, th
Upon hearing that, Serena looked over at Wyneth, trying to gauge her emotions. But Wyneth's face was unreadable. Serena thought, 'She really doesn't care. Her strength is genuine.' With a small smile, Serena whispered, "Maybe there's a misunderstanding.""Misunderstanding?" Wyneth looked back at Serena, recalling their past encounter at Hayden's office. "Not at all. He probably realized something." With that, she walked away quickly.Serena wanted to call out to Wyneth but found herself speechless. She could only watch as the workers struggled with the roses. Their difficulty only deepened her frustration with Hayden. 'Why can't Hayden be more patient with girls? If she turns him down, taking back the flowers is too much. Doesn't she deserve some respect?'Serena felt a flash of irritation toward Hayden. However, remembering he was her boss and signed her paycheck, she pushed those feelings aside. As she prepared to leave, a man near the entrance caught her attention. He was giving
"Stand up."The two women blinked. "Huh?""Walk out of this makeup room, and you'll see. You know the way, right? And just so you know, I don't simply dislike roses; I despise them." After saying this, Wyneth closed her eyes, giving off a vibe that she did not want to waste her time talking to them.Seeing her react, the two snide women bristled. One sneered, "Such a show-off. Even if she liked those roses, she wouldn't say so now that they're gone."The other added, "Why even waste time on her? Look at her, all flustered. No wonder she's snapping at us.""Hmph, right. She thinks just because she has a few powerful brothers, Mr. Hamilton favors her? Think again. Mr. Hamilton wouldn't give her the time of day."Despite their gossip, Wyneth kept her eyes closed, unaffected. Seeing this, the two women left, frustrated. After they left, some people approached, trying to comfort Wyneth."Don't let them bother you, Wyneth. They always talk, especially when someone's having a tough tim
Wyneth stopped short. 'Camellias? How did he find out?'"Surprised?" Serena asked. "The lead worker mentioned you weren't into roses, so they brought camellias. Guess you really like them, huh?"Wyneth did not say a word."At first, I figured he was just being petty, like he'd trash the roses if he couldn't have you," Serena said. "But no, he just wanted to change them out. Shows how much he notices about you." Seeing Wyneth's lack of response, Serena playfully swung her sword, aligning its tip with Wyneth's. "Honestly, I've never seen Mr. Hamilton be this nice to a woman. It's totally new."Wyneth finally met Serena's gaze. "Really?"Serena nodded. "Yeah.""So, should I be thanking him or something?"Serena paused, then replied with an uneasy laugh, "Nah. If Mr. Hamilton is being nice, it's not 'cause he wants you to thank him.""You trying to sell me on him?""Sell you on him? Not exactly," Serena replied. "I just owe him a favor and wanted to make good on it." Wyneth chuckl
Bruce gazed at her, sure of what she was thinking. After a moment, he asked, "Are you sure about this? You haven't seen him in a while. If not now, eventually.""I know, Bruce," Wyneth replied. "But you saw me filming action scenes all morning. I'm wiped out and don't have the energy for him." Bruce stayed silent. Seeing his hesitance, Wyneth playfully wrapped her arm around his, giving it a gentle shake."Bruce," she cooed. When he did not answer, she persisted with a pout. "I really don't want to go. I just want to head back to the hotel."Bruce sighed and looked at her. "You always pull that move. You've done it since we were kids. I thought you'd changed."Smiling, Wyneth said, "Age doesn't matter, neither does change. If this trick still gets your attention, why not use it?"After she left home and went through her divorce, Bruce believed Wyneth had grown up. Her eyes held a calmer, more distant look than he remembered from their younger days. However, watching her playful an
Hayden thought, 'What if she still acted like when she was little? Following me around, wearing cute clothes, even using that special name for me...' This made him really emotional. He bit his lip and put his phone down on the table.Dexter asked gently, "Isn't it time for lunch, Mr. Hamilton? Aren't you hungry?"'Hungry?' If Wyneth did not talk to him, he did not want to eat. 'I might've kept Luke away from her, but there are other guys. If she isn't thinking of me, someone else could easily become close to her. Maybe even someone I already know.' The idea made Hayden worry.Dexter noticed Hayden was quiet and did not want to eat. Trying to help, he said, "I heard Ms. Walford is at the hotel. How about asking her to lunch?" At that, Hayden's eyes lit up. Dexter thought he had done good. But instead of a thank you, Hayden said, "Why didn't you tell me earlier?"Dexter just chuckled, not knowing what to say. Hayden quickly took his car keys and headed out.Bruce's driver, Theo, dro
"From just my hands, you knew it was me?" Hayden asked, feeling happy and surprised. But Wyneth gave him a cold look. "Why are you so happy about that? Didn't I take care of you every day when you couldn't get out of bed for years? Recognizing you from your hands isn't a big deal."Hearing this, his earlier enthusiasm faded quickly. During the years Hayden was in a coma, Wyneth had always been there, looking after him. When he woke up, he noticed he was clean, and even his hair and beard were neatly trimmed. His room smelled fresh. He soon learned from the maid that Wyneth was his wife, and she had cared for him all that time.Hayden found the term "wife" strange. Waking up from a coma and discovering he was married? That was a shocker. His heart and soul had always belonged to his work. Sure, he might have been softer in his younger years, but he toughened up with age. While he appreciated the care, he did not harbor deep feelings for the woman now called his wife. On the day he reg