All Chapters of I wish it were you: Chapter 701 - Chapter 710

Annabelle thought for a moment. Since Kendrick was well enough to work, his condition probably wasn’t too serious, so she set aside her concerns."Has everyone else left the boat?" she asked, glancing outside.Kendrick nodded and explained that the others had taken a seaplane back to the island. There were still two scenes left to shoot, but they were all Gauge’s, so the crew didn’t wait for her.He then suggested that if she wanted to explore Malé City, he could accompany her. But if she preferred not to, they could return to the island directly by seaplane.Knowing that both Kendrick and Jax were exhausted and injured, even if their injuries weren’t severe, it seemed unreasonable to make them accompany her shopping. Annabelle quickly decided they should head back to the island.The three of them disembarked and boarded a seaplane, flying back to the island.By the time they arrived, the crew had wrapped up filming. Annabelle returned just in time for the celebratory group photo.Aft

Annabelle narrowed her eyes, seizing the perfect opportunity to land an even louder flick on Gauge’s forehead.Then, without missing a beat, she turned and bolted.Gauge was stunned for a moment. He hadn't expected her to be so playful. After a brief pause, he began chasing after her.She wasn’t fast, and if he wanted to catch up, it would be effortless.But he didn’t want to.There was something about this moment that felt perfect. If it were up to him, he would be content to follow her like this forever, remaining just close enough that she’d find him the moment she turned around.Yet Annabelle felt entirely different.The thrill of almost getting caught — but not quite — made her nerves tingle. She was so tense that she didn’t dare slow down, her legs carrying her frantically across the sand.Unfortunately, in her rush, she paid no attention to where she was stepping.“Ah!”A sharp pain shot through her foot. She stumbled and fell onto the soft sand with a startled cry.Meanwhile,

Annabelle couldn’t understand it.Kendrick knew exactly what kind of person Ada was, so why was he even acknowledging her?She also knew he wasn't the type to entertain people like Willie. Yet there he was, walking away with both of them.And the worst part? He had clearly seen her, but he didn’t come over.A sourness surged through Annabelle’s chest, mixed with a wave of frustration. She had rarely felt this way before.Gauge followed her gaze, observing Kendrick. Then, without a word, he grasped her wrist gently, half-supporting her as they walked forward.She didn’t protest, but her mind was in turmoil. Her eyes remained fixated on Kendrick, watching as he joined the group around the bonfire.The atmosphere grew livelier in an instant.A man like Kendrick, admired and unattainable in the eyes of many, was like the sun — distant, dazzling, and impossible to reach. Yet here he was, sitting casually on the sand, mingling with the crowd.Naturally, he became the center of attention.Th

Most of the women hoped to dance with Gauge or Kendrick. Of course, some models were eyeing the opportunity to cozy up to the director, hoping a little charm might score them a future acting gig.In short, despite the simplicity of the game, everyone had their own motives.As the girls drew their slips and read the names aloud, many tried to sound excited, even though Annabelle could tell their enthusiasm wasn’t entirely genuine. The odds weren’t in their favor, and most didn't end up with the partner they had hoped for.Still, out of basic politeness, they accepted their dance partners with forced smiles. No one wanted to be that person who showed disappointment or disdain — that would just be poor manners.That said, some of the more self-important models made no effort to hide their discontent. After the obligatory handshake and pleasantries, they immediately let their faces drop, visibly annoyed to be paired with mere crew members.Watching this unfold, Annabelle inwardly scoffed.

Kendrick was reaching the limit of his patience—he could hardly resist the urge to scoop up his little rabbit and take her home right now.But since he had already agreed to play this game, leaving abruptly wouldn’t just be unsportsmanlike—it would be downright rude.Fine. He’d let his little rabbit play around a bit longer. He wanted to see just how long it would take before she finally remembered that he was still a patient and maybe—just maybe—gave him a little attention.Though Kendrick’s expression remained blank, Jaime Vazquez, standing beside him, could feel the icy chill radiating from him.The cold air around them was practically biting.Jaime Vazquez silently complained in his heart. This wasn’t Ms. Sanchez’s fault—it was all because Mr. Gregory was being stubborn.If he had just walked over earlier when Mr. Murphy carried her on his back and taken her away, brought her home, and asked her properly what had happened, none of this would be an issue.But no—he had to make thin