She seed to always bring him novelty, allowing him to experience sothing different.
Street stalls, roadside clinics, makeup parties, and now, this rapid and tense heartbeat.
Archer Quinn had never experienced such feelings before—hidden tension and anticipation, uncontrollable longing when out of sight. These were all beyond his grasp, yet strangely, he did not resent them.
The store door reopened, and Bella Acker leaned out halfway from inside, "Senior Quinn, it’s so warm in here, why aren’t you coming in?"
"Coming." Archer Quinn looked at her small face, slightly flushed from the warmth, his gaze gradually softening and becoming indulgent. He thought, since he had never experienced such feelings before, why not take a step forward this ti and boldly try it out?
With this thought in mind, Archer Quinn stretched his long legs and walked towards her.
After the two had finished eating ran, Archer Quinn escorted Bella Acker back to the hotel.
By this ti, it was already close to five in the morning. Bella Acker, wrapped in Archer Quinn’s scarf, didn’t feel cold, just a bit weary and wanting to sleep.
At the hotel entrance, Archer Quinn smiled and rubbed her hair, "Go to sleep. Your scene isn’t until after ten tomorrow morning, you can sleep a bit longer."
"Mm-hmm, good night, Senior Quinn. Wait, no!" Bella Acker slapped her forehead, smiling mischievously, "At this ti, it should be ’Good morning, Senior Quinn.’"
"Good morning, Bella, up you go." His heart softened at her smiling eyes.
Bella Acker took off the scarf from her neck and handed it back, "Senior Quinn, it’s so late, you should go sleep too."
"Alright, see you on set." Archer Quinn gave a gentle smile, took the scarf, and then turned to leave.
Bella Acker stood on the steps outside the hotel entrance, watching him go before turning to enter the hotel.
"Is Ms. Acker putting on a show? An intimate affair? Unwilling parting?" Damian Sinclair stepped out from behind the iron tree planted at the hotel entrance, his face dark and cold, his eyes like abysses hiding a raging fury.
After the call ended, he could hear the tears in her voice over the phone. His heart was tied in knots, and in the end, he drove overnight from Creston to the filming base here.
She didn’t want the crew to know about his presence. Even if he was unhappy, he accommodated her, waiting at the hotel entrance.
This wait lasted nearly six or seven hours. Hearing her voice, he got out of the car ready to see her, but saw her laughing and chatting with another man, showing none of the distress his words had supposedly caused.
Why was she upset? She clearly smiled so happily at another man!
She indeed wants to leave him and be with another man!
He even felt guilty and worried about having hurt her with his words; he was truly the most foolish fool!
The more Damian Sinclair thought about it, the more the fire of jealousy burned in his heart. He didn’t even know if he was more angry at Bella Acker’s cold-heartedness or at himself for compromising ti and ti again, getting closer repeatedly!
Damian Sinclair! You always thought highly of yourself, yet now you’re being played by a little woman in the palm of her hand, how foolish can you be!
Bella Acker hadn’t expected to see Damian Sinclair here at this ti and place. After being stunned for a while, she finally reacted, "You... why are you here?"
"Why can’t I be here?" Damian Sinclair sneered.
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