Patrick furrowed his brow.
“Grandpa’s advice was about this matter,” Jane said, standing up and smiling at Patrick. “Let’s sleep separately for a while.”
Patrick raised an eyebrow in confusion and said, “What did he say to you?”
“Grandpa told you to take care of yourself,” Jane said discreetly, but her mischievous eyes had already shifted to a certain spot.
Seeing Patrick’s reaction, Jane immediately turned around. However, just as she was about to leave, Patrick reached out and pulled her back into his arms.
“Take care of myself?” Patrick’s voice carried a hint of danger. “Where should I pay attention?”
A warm breath brushed against Jane’s ear, making her instinctively shrink her neck. “You’ll have to ask him about that yourself,” Jane blinked and said. Initially, she wanted to struggle to get up, but Patrick held her tightly.
“Let go,” Jane pressed her hand on the back of Patrick’s hand.
However, the next moment, Patrick lifted Jane directly and pressed her onto the bed.
Jane let out a soft sigh, but the next moment, she was already engulfed in a myriad of kisses, losing all her senses.
The next day, Jane looked at the radiant Patrick and then at her nearly falling-apart body, and couldn’t help but groan internally.
This damned man, Patrick, had such an inexhaustible energy!
He exhausted her every time.
“What’s wrong?” Seeing Jane pouting with a slightly angry expression, Patrick, in a good mood, embraced her.
Jane glared at him without good humor. “Next time, you sleep on the sofa!”
“That won’t work,” Patrick protested.
“Why not…”
Before Jane could finish her sentence, she saw Patrick leaning down, sealing her lips directly…
…
“Cut.”
As the director sitting in front of the camera spoke, all the machines on set immediately stopped working.
Carl quickly let go of Grace, pushing her away from his embrace, maintaining a cold distance.
This made Grace’s eyes flash with a hint of hurt. She wanted to say something to him, but he seemed to intentionally avoid her, quickly turning away and talking to the crew.
Many crew members also came up, congratulating them.
“Congratulations to both of you for your hard work during this period. Our music video has finally finished shooting successfully.”
The director, leading everyone, applauded Carl and Grace.
Carl showed a modest smile, saying little. Grace, on the other hand, exchanged pleasantries with everyone.
However, while talking, Grace kept her peripheral vision on Carl, especially when the director asked them, “After we wrap up, how about celebrating with a meal at a nearby restaurant?”
Other crew members were delighted by the director’s suggestion, and Grace also eagerly looked at Carl.
Carl smiled indifferently, looking apologetically at everyone. “I’m sorry, but I can’t join you for the celebration tonight. As you all know, my wife is pregnant. Now that the work is finally done, I want to spend more time with her.”
The staff, seeing Carl’s concern for his wife, couldn’t help but show envy on their faces.
Grace, on the other hand, clenched her fists in jealousy, wishing to curse Nana ten thousand times.
Why? Why did Carl give all his tenderness to Nana when these should have been hers!
The director, seeing Carl decline, felt somewhat disappointed. He tried to persuade, “You are the male lead of our music video. The celebration won’t be the same without you. It’s just a meal, won’t take much time.”
Seeing the director trying to persuade Carl, Grace, eager for an opportunity, quickly joined in, “Yes, if you don’t come, we won’t enjoy ourselves as much. It will always feel like something is missing. You wouldn’t want to dampen everyone’s spirits, right?”
The staff also hurriedly persuaded Carl under the director’s suggestion.
Under everyone’s urging, Carl reluctantly agreed. Soon after, they wrapped up, and the group went to a restaurant.
After three rounds of drinks, Carl was unexpectedly intoxicated by the staff. He was never good with alcohol, and now he was resting on the table.
As the dinner approached its end, many people were ready to leave. The director and staff looked at Carl, a bit worried.
“Let me take him home; it’s not safe for him to go alone in this state,” one of the male staff members, still sober, suggested.
Grace, who had been paying attention to Carl, saw this as an opportunity she couldn’t miss.
How could she let that male staff member take Carl home? She immediately went over and helped Carl up. “I’ll take him home; I know where he lives, and my place is on the way.”
Many people in the crew were aware of the relationship between Carl and Grace. Since she volunteered, they all tacitly understood.
With no objections from anyone, Grace happily helped Carl into a taxi. However, she didn’t instruct the driver to go to Carl’s home but instead took him to the nearest hotel.
Grace, watching Carl unconscious against her shoulder, felt a sense of triumph. Now she didn’t believe Nana could still firmly occupy his heart.
Arriving at the hotel, Grace carefully placed Carl on the bed.
She softly called his name, wanting to see if he was still conscious. However, she witnessed Carl slightly opening his mouth, murmuring something.
She leaned down to listen, and the next moment, her expression darkened.
She had just heard him calling Nana’s name.
Even at this point, he still had that woman in his heart!
The jealousy in Grace overwhelmed her. She sat on the edge of the bed, tightly clenching her fists, glaring at the still muttering Carl.
Finally, with determination, she grabbed her collar, undid her clothes, took off her clothes and Carl’s, lying down beside him. She also took out her phone, taking a few selfies with Carl.
Then, she nestled in his arms and fell into a deep sleep.
When Carl woke up, he felt a splitting headache. Beside him was a familiar sound of a ringing phone, disturbing him even more.
He fumbled to answer the call, but another soft hand was quicker in taking the phone.
Then he heard a woman’s voice on the other end, “Hello, what’s the matter?”
Unable to hear what the person on the phone said, there was silence for a few seconds, and then the call was hung up.