she heard the man chuckle in a low voice as he put his hand on her waist. âYou got so angry because I called you an idiot? What about those things you scolded me about last night?â
Stella did not say anything. Weston then whispered in her ear and reminded her word by word, âYou called me an insatiable beast last night. You said I was a hungry wolfâ¦â
The more he spoke, the redder Stellaâs face became. She turned her head and covered his mouth.
âStop it!â
Weston gazed at her with his deep eyes and suddenly kissed her on her palm. âStellaâ¦â He called her name in a loving and husky voice. âJust stay by my side.â He held her and hugged her tighter in his arms. Suddenly, he felt that this was what he had pictured his life to be like.
At the set.
Before Stella got out of the car, she checked the small mirror again. She armed herself and covered up all the marks before she left the house.
Fortunately, it was winter now. The costumes were very thick. If she took care of it, no one would notice them.
She breathed a sigh of relief and told the driver to stop in front. She made another turn before arriving at the set.
When she arrived, Bradley had just finished his last scene.
He saw her coming and nodded to her. âWe can start shooting today.â
Bradley was in a good mood. His relationship with Stella had improved, so Stella asked straightforwardly, âDid something happen?â Bradley said, âGuinevere has finally gotten into character.â
He suddenly paused and looked at Stella. âHave your injuries healed?â Stella said, âItâs already much better. Itâs just some bruises. Donât worry.â The memory from the last time she helped Guinevere as a body double in an action scene was still vivid in her mind. Bradley did not ask her any further questions because she seemed so optimistic. He only said to her, âDonât be so stubborn in the future. I still have a say in this crew.â
âI know,â Stella said. âIâll do my best.â
Bradley shook his head. âGo and get ready. If you can get the scene done in one try, you can get off work early.â
Stella then went to get ready with the crew.
Guinevere had just finished shooting when she heard a burst of laughter from Stellaâs side. Her face immediately turned gloomy.
The makeup artist who was fixing her makeup trembled a little when her expression changed. âIâm sorry, Ms. Cohen. Did I do something wrong?â Her trembling tone was in stark contrast to the staff around Stella.
Guinevere suddenly lost her temper. âWhy are you looking so afraid? Who are you showing this to?
Have I ever hit you or scolded you? Itâs just makeup. Why are you showing me this pathetic look?â
âSorryâ¦.â The makeup artist immediately withdrew her hand and bowed to her with fearful eyes. âIâm just too nervous⦠Iâm sorry to disappoint you, Ms. Cohen. Iâm so sorry. Do you need another makeup artist?â
When she said that, it only made Guinevere angrier. She glared at her coldly and said, âGet out!â
Then, the makeup artist left in despair.
Guinevere became angrier to the point where her assistant did not dare to come forward. However, the next scene required a different makeup style, so she had no choice but to bite the bullet.
The assistant reminded, âGwen, which makeup artist are we going to change?â âI only brought one makeup artist. Who else could it be?â
She vented her anger on the assistant. The assistant did not know what to do anymore.
Suddenly, another assistant came running with her cell phone. âGwen, itâs for youâ¦â âHow many times have I told you! Donât let anyone disturb me while Iâm filming!â Guinevere roared at her.
The assistant flinched and said softly, âBut Mr. Ford calledâ¦â.