"How could I not worry? You're hospitalized. You can't scare me like last time!" Miranda's voice trembled as tears streamed down her face. "I don't want to see you lying in a hospital bed again. It keeps me up at night. You are more important than filming. I would rather be by your side than shoot any movie."As she spoke, Nash suddenly remembered a serious injury he had suffered before, one that almost cost him his life. It was Miranda who saved him. In response, Nash said, "That won't happen again."Miranda still felt worried, her teary eyes fixed on him. "You promised me before that you wouldn't let yourself get hurt again because you don't want to see me sad. Don't punish me with your body!"He had once teetered on the brink of death.During that time, Miranda had stayed by his side for seven days and nights, hardly closing her eyes.As a result, whenever he got injured afterward, Miranda couldn't sleep all night. Even a small wound cast a shadow over her. She feared he might
"Ruby, you’re talking too much,” Miranda interrupted, then turned to Nash and said, "I'm fine."Nash glanced over and noticed that her ankle was red. He called out, "Quincy, take her to see a doctor.""Okay, Mr. York,” Quincy responded, walking over.Miranda said, "There's no need to see a doctor. It's just a minor injury. A little cooling spray will do. We often get injured on set, much worse than this. Quincy, could you buy me some medicine?"Quincy looked at Nash, waiting for his response.Nash calmly said, "Go get the medicine.""Yes, Mr. York,” Quincy replied before hurrying out.Even after all this time apart, Miranda still missed him. She restrained herself partly for the sake of her career and partly out of resentment towards him for embarrassing her with Nina. But this visit proved to be useful; at least Nash still remembered her kindness. It put her mind at ease.Miranda took the knife and began peeling an apple for him. "You got hurt and didn't even bother to call me
She turned off the car engine and waited for Miranda to approach.Miranda, holding the food she brought, smirked coldly. "Why didn't you come inside? Feeling uncomfortable seeing Nash and me chatting?"Nina turned to face Miranda. "Is there something you need?" she asked, meeting Miranda's gaze as she approached."You haven't answered my question yet," Miranda replied.Nina withdrew her gaze and calmly stated, "You know, there's this feeling of pretending to have something when you actually have nothing. The more you flaunt, the less you gain." She knew Miranda was trying to mock her, probably just to flaunt in front of her. Miranda's expression turned cold, clearly disliking Nina's composed demeanor."You're pretending to be unaffected, but deep down, you're hurting. No matter how far apart Nash and I are, he still has a place for me in his heart."You know very well that he established the entertainment company for me. When I expressed my interest in acting, he immediately ar
Nash avoided all contact with others. Quincy stood at the doorway, politely informing Miranda, "Miss Lewis, Mr. York is resting. He said you don't have to worry about him and should go back to the set."Miranda responded, "That's alright. I've already taken a leave of absence and the director has approved it. I'll come back after he's discharged."Quincy found himself in a dilemma. He gently commented, "Mr. York needs rest."Miranda glanced at the ward, understanding what he meant.She wasn't upset and said, "Could you please give this to Nash for me? I'll bring over Sally's cooked meals when I return.""Of course, Miss Lewis," Quincy replied, taking the document.When he saw the bold letters on the paper, he too was shocked. Miranda said goodbye and left. Her assistant asked, "Why didn't you go inside? It's a rare opportunity.""No rush," Miranda replied. "There will be plenty more opportunities in the future. I should go back to the York residence first."She had more importa
She refused to release Nina, holding onto her tightly. Her intention to harm Nina was evident."I always knew you were a bringer of bad luck. We would have been fine without you. Zion would have supported me, and our family could have lived happily. It's because of your interference that Zion abandoned us. You're a heartless witch. I will kill you!"Nina's hair was disheveled by Lily's grip. Instinctively, Nina tried to evade her and push her away. Lily's slightly long nails scratched Nina's cheek, leaving a few marks."Madam, this is a police station. Your actions could result in your arrest!"Consumed by rage, Lily lost control of her senses, saying, "Arrest me if you want. As long as I can kill her, even if it means death for me! Even in death, I will drag her to hell!"Lily thrashed about, but the police had no option but to restrain her, forcing her to the ground. Despite being restrained, she glared at Nina with intense anger.Sue, pale-faced, shed tears and pleaded, "Mom,
Sally quickly added, "Since you've already met, that's even better. Miranda, this is Linda."This is Miranda," Sally introduced.Linda carefully examined Miranda, her expression turning somewhat grim as she suddenly realized, "Sally, could this be... the girl who captured Nash's heart?"She had thought Sally would accept her child and, by extension, accept her as well. But she had obviously been mistaken.Miranda rather liked being addressed this way and amiably responded, "Hello there. Sally has already told me about you, and she said you're carrying Nash's child and taking care of it at home."Linda had concerns and instinctively covered her stomach, fearing that they might harm her child. Miranda sensed her worry and reassured her, "You don't need to be afraid. Since it's Nash's child, I'll naturally treat it well. You don't have to worry. Once you give birth, things will only get better."Linda wasn't sure and asked, "Will you really let me have the baby?"Miranda spoke ge
Even if she wouldn't accept, Sally would accept it. She couldn't go against her wishes. And she definitely wouldn't stoop to being the villain.After a while, there was a knock on the door. Linda, in her room, asked, "Who is it?""It's me, Miranda," came the reply.Linda hesitated for a moment but still went to open the door. Miranda stood there, holding a bowl of soup, smiling gently at her. "Since you didn't come down, I brought you some soup. Sally made it, and it smells delicious.""I'm not really hungry," Linda said.Miranda placed the soup on the table and turned to look at her. "Did you lose your appetite because you saw me coming?"Linda hurriedly denied, "No, don't think like that.""That's good then," Miranda said, affectionately taking her hand. "You're young, so call me sister from now on. If you need anything, just let me know. As long as I can, I'll help you."Her warmth made Linda feel a bit overwhelmed. "I...""Don't be shy. I'm an only child and always wanted
This struck a chord with Linda. Nina's fondness for Nash made it difficult for Linda to comprehend how she could bear to divorce him. Could it be that Nina was trying to confuse her and lower her guard? Nina had previously cautioned her against developing an infatuation with Nash, yet it seemed that Nina herself had developed feelings for him.With a child on the way, Linda worried that Nina might plot against the child in the future.Feeling apprehensive, Linda held her belly tightly. She was determined not to let Nina succeed and harm her child.Observing Linda's expression, Miranda decided to end the conversation. "You should rest well. Remember to drink the soup; it's good for the baby. I'll leave now."With that, Miranda walked out, a faint smirk playing on her lips. Linda felt unsettled by Miranda's words. She knew she had to take action. Suddenly, she thought of Nina's aunt and cousin. She wondered how they were doing.—Nina had just finished giving her statement at the