Chapter 608
Chapter 608
CHAPTER 608 DID A PIG BUMP INTO YOU WHEN YOU WERE LITTLE?
However, Yelena quickly adjusted her state since she was a married woman.
A brief hint of disappointment flickered in Federick's eyes as he saw Yelena quickly recovering from her
dazed state.
"Do you know what to do now?"
Federick turned his head and caught a glimpse of Cayson behind him. He noticed a faint hint of
jealousy and anger in Cayson's eyes.
However, it only lasted for a moment and disappeared as soon as he turned his head.
"Yes, Mr. Seanzy, I understand," Cayson replied awkwardly and stepped forward to pull Yelena away
from him. He then said seriously, "Alright, we need to continue filming now."
Federick took a few steps back to allow them to continue filming.
However, she remained deeply immersed in her own thoughts and unable to extricate herself. She felt
that she might be seeing things, but the affectionate gaze seemed genuine.
Federick… seems to have feelings toward me. Combined with the conversation she had just
overheard, she became more convinced that it was true.
Consequently, Yelena's gaze toward Federick became blurred and she found herself unable to focus
during the shoot.
This time, it wasn't Cayson's fault, but Yelena's.
Naturally, Cayson wouldn't blame her. Seeing that she was absent-minded, he thought it was because
she wasn't feeling well and was still upset from his retakes.
"Yellie, are you feeling unwell today?"
She nodded and shook her head at the same time. "I don't know. It's okay. We can continue filming."
"If you're not feeling well, don't force yourself. Take a good rest and relax," Cayson suggested before
he went to communicate with the director. The director didn't dare to easily offend Yelena and thus
agreed to this arrangement.
Cayson suggested taking her out to clear her mind, but she immediately rejected the idea.
"No need. I'll be fine on my own for a while."
Yelena wasn't a fool; she could see through Cayson's unreserved emotions for her.
If Hank found out, he'd probably tear her apart.
Plus, she didn't like getting too close to other actors.
Just then, Federick came up from behind, and by the time she turned to look, Elspeth had already
disappeared.
"Where's Elspeth?"
Federick smiled and replied, "She had some business to attend to, so she left first."
Yelena assumed that something urgent had happened to Elspeth since she didn't even give her a NôvelDrama.Org © 2024.
heads-up before leaving.
"What happened? Is everything alright?"
"Yeah. She just didn't want to disturb you while you were filming, so she told me to tell you that she
left."
As soon as Yelena lifted her head, she immediately lowered it again.
"What's wrong? Are you not feeling well?"
He had been keeping an eye on the situation and could tell something was off with her.
She didn't expect that he would understand her thoughts so well. Yelena felt a little embarrassed and
her face turned slightly red. "It's just a small thing, really. But thank you for asking."
Being a perceptive man, Federick noticed her evasive gaze and immediately guessed the problem.
He lowered his voice calmly and asked, "Did I offend you just now?"
"No, it has nothing to do with you..."
He smiled at her, hoping she could relax a little.
"Don't worry too much about it. I may have gone a little overboard with my performance just now, but it
was only to make sure he could see everything clearly."
Yelena's indecisive mood suddenly dissipated.
Since Federick had already said so, she didn't want to overthink it. Yet, she couldn't help asking one
more question. "Do you have someone you like?"
Federick didn't expect her to ask such a question, and he laughed awkwardly.
He stood facing the light, his expression somewhat ambiguous.
"What do you think?"
Yelena hesitated. "I feel like you do, but I don't know who it is."
Of course, he wouldn't tell her the name because it would be too abrupt.
"She's someone you don't know, so it doesn't matter whether you know her name or not."
Yelena felt strange when he said this. There was no emotion in his tone as if he had just casually said
something. However, if she continued to ask, it would seem like she was too nosy.
She breathed a sigh of relief, and without realizing it, their relationship had become a bit closer. "Did
you have any plans tonight? I want to invite you to dinner."
Since returning last time, she had always wanted to find an opportunity to invite him to dinner.
Unfortunately, he was injured after he came back and was being treated in the hospital, so there was
no chance.
Now that the two of them were in the same crew, it was really a stroke of luck.
Federick looked at her and kept smiling. "Is it just the two of us?"
She instinctively nodded.
"Does your boyfriend allow you to have dinner with me?"
Yelena lowered her head embarrassedly. "He's usually busy with work and probably doesn't have time
to have dinner with us. I think since you are my savior, it's not too much to invite you to dinner alone."
From her perspective, it was perfectly normal to treat her savior to a meal as a gesture of gratitude.
Since they didn't have any physical intimacy, it shouldn't be classified as emotional cheating.
Moreover, Federick had made it clear that he liked someone else and had nothing to do with her, so
she felt more relaxed.
"Do you have any food preferences?" Yelena carefully asked on the way there.
Federick was driving, and he tilted his head slightly toward her.
"Not really, but there's one thing I don't really like."
She asked, "What is it?"
"Pork trotters."
When she heard the words "pork trotters", her expression stiffened slightly.
"Why don't you like pork trotters?"
In her opinion, pork trotters were good for beauty and health. Save for the fact that they were a bit high
in calories and her agent didn't allow her to eat too much, she really liked them.
Federick's face changed unpredictably and Yelena's eyes widened with shock.
"Did you get bumped by a pig when you were young?"
He was speechless. What kind of weird remark was that about being bumped by a pig when I was
young?
When Yelena saw his face darkened, she knew she had said the wrong thing and quickly tried to make
up for it. "Well, why don't you eat pork trotters?"
He looked at her askance. "It's kind of related to you."
She was dumbfounded. "Related to me?"
Suddenly, her long-forgotten memories were unlocked as they flooded her mind with scenes from many
years ago when they were both in junior high school.