"Am I being sarcastic? I'm just stating the facts," Nina replied to Miranda. "A scratch is nothing to him."Miranda insisted, "Even if it's just a scratch, I still worry."She reached for the first aid kit, intending to treat his wound.Nash pulled his hand back. "No need," he said coldly, clenching his fist. "It's a small wound, it'll be fine in a couple of days.""No," Miranda said firmly. "It needs to be treated. Listen to me, I'm afraid it might get infected."Nina continued, "Let her take a look. She worries because she cares. Otherwise, she might not sleep well tonight."Nash's expression darkened even more. He was visibly uncomfortable.Seeing no reason to stay, Nina decided it was best to leave them be. Angel loved gossip and complaining. She found Miranda’s behavior so annoying that it gave her goosebumps. Because of this, Angel had complained to Nina many times about how pretentious Miranda was. Nina had interacted with Miranda many times before and knew that Miran

Nina was quite surprised by this."Director? No, no, no, I don’t know anything about directing!" Nina had not even considered it before.Nelly responded, "Don’t be modest. You’re always running around, watching, and discussing dramas. Even if you think you’re just a dabbler, you always speak insightfully. Maybe you just have a natural talent for this.""You’re flattering me," Nina said, thinking Nelly was joking.Initially, Nina had absolute confidence that this drama would be a hit. She wanted to help Penelope find a way out and benefit herself in the process.At that moment, Penelope was also resting, sitting beside her. She chimed in, "I know you see this drama as very important. After all, this is our chance for a comeback. If you're interested, you could listen to Nelly. This is part of your career, after all."Nina was in a confused phase, unsure of what she wanted or what interested her. Becoming a reporter was a way to seek justice for ordinary people. Investing in th

Wilfred’s expression grew complicated, then darkened. "Ivy…""Tell me," Nina clutched his sleeve, her anxiety rising. "Is there something wrong with my body? Did he go to get medicine for me?""Ivy…" Wilfred’s voice faltered, lacking confidence.He had wanted to keep it from her until she recovered. He wished for her to be carefree, but she had still found out.Nina understood from his words. She released his sleeve, her eyes reddening, and a bitter smile forming on her lips. "No wonder… No wonder I felt off and always weak. It turns out there really is something wrong with my body. No wonder you stayed by my side. No wonder…"Her voice choked up."No wonder Nash abandoned me. It’s because of my health, isn’t it?""Don’t say that," guilt flashed in Wilfred’s eyes. He reached out to touch her but let his hand fall back. "You will get better. I won’t let you die.""Die?" Nina turned to look at Wilfred. "Is it that serious? Then why do I feel fine? Tell me, what’s going to happen

Wilfred's brown eyes met Scarlett's gaze. Seeing the worry and fear in her eyes, he pulled his hand away from hers. "You don't need to be involved in this."Scarlett's eyes reddened, and she said hysterically, "Is it worth it? Are you insane? We’ve fought so hard to stay alive, and now you want to throw your life away for someone else. I’ve done so much for you, taken so many hits from Sawyer to protect you. Just think of it as doing this for me. I’m your partner. You can’t abandon me!"Wilfred’s hand dropped limply by his side, his voice calm. "I never asked you to do all that for me. This is my burden to bear alone.""Wilfred!" Scarlett shouted, walking over and grabbing his hand again. "Do you have a death wish?"Wilfred looked at her. "Haven’t I told you before? What’s so frightening about death?"Scarlett let go of him and stepped back, filled with disappointment. "If you’re this crazy, I should have killed her back then!"Wilfred’s eyes turned sharp, and he said coldly, "Ha

At that moment, Nash was still at a social event, feigning compliance while secretly resenting it. Upon hearing the news about Nina, he immediately put down his drink."I understand," he said, hanging up the phone and quickly standing up.Miranda was busy mingling with influential directors and producers, key figures who could help her climb to the top of the industry. She did not notice Nash's departure until she saw the unfinished drink left behind. Distracted, she forced herself to smile and continue engaging with the influential guests as if nothing had happened.Boom—Thunder rumbled in the distance, signaling an impending downpour. Soon, a raindrop fell to the ground. Then another.And another...The rain began to pour more heavily.When Nash arrived, he saw Nina, looking lost and lifeless, wandering aimlessly. Frowning, he got out of the car and walked briskly through the rain toward her. He grabbed her arm and shouted, "What are you doing? It’s raining! Are you c