It was sent from Caspar again.
Wasn't he enough of this kind of trick?
This photo was the same as what Jeremy wore just now. He was in the kitchen, holding a spatula in his hand, and there was a gun pointing at him from afar.
Her heart raced so fast that she ran to the kitchen and hugged Jeremy, who was busy with his work.
When Jeremy saw Fiona, he curiously asked, "Is the cake not delicious?"
"No Not... " Fortunately, he was fine.
In a daze, Fiona went out of the room and sat on the sofa in a daze. It seemed that Caspar's men were everywhere. They could do anything they wanted?
She replied with one message, "Are you done with this farce?"?
"Divorce him, or I'll kill him one day.".
Not wanting to reply, Fiona deleted the record.
They shared the same blood, so he wouldn't be so cruel hearted.
She tried to convince herself again and again that Jeremy was an indomitable man and he would be safe.
She pulled a tissue and wiped the tears from the corners of her eyes.
Jeremy had prepared the dinner and brought it out. When he saw the cakes still on the table, his heart sank a little. Were the cake not delicious? The shop assistant had recommended several cakes. It was said that girls liked eating them very much, so there was no reason for her to dislike them.
"Come and eat."
"Okay." She then walked towards him with a blank mind, which was in a trance.
She almost hit the table when she was pulled into Jeremy's arms. He felt something was wrong with her. "What's wrong with you?"
"No, nothing. I'm fine. Let's eat. I'm hungry."
Fiona picked up her chopsticks and began to gulp down the food, as if she had never eaten it in her life.
They had just finished dinner and before they could put away the bowls and chopsticks, Fiona kissed him at once. It seemed that only in this way could she prove that he was safe by her side.
At this moment, Fiona plucked up the courage to make a decision, "Let's go back tomorrow."
"What?"
Jeremy was very surprised but extremely happy. He had planned to spend more time persuading her, but it turned out that she was the one who took the initiative to say this.
"Why did you make the decision all of a sudden?"
Not wanting to tell him the truth, she answered vaguely, "Being a stand-in is tiring. Besides, Here are so many excellent women around you. I want to be with you every day, and I don't want to be separated from you."
"Really?"
With a smile on her face, Fiona said, "It's more real than a pearl."
Jeremy carried her, spun several circles and put her on the sofa. He couldn't control himself and asked in a hoarse voice, "If you ask me to stop, I will immediately stop!"
He knew she was exhausted last night.
"No. you go on. I'm not afraid."
Because it was him that she was willing to do so.
From afternoon till evening, they didn't stop. There were something that once tried for the first time, they could never get rid of. They were both antidotes to each other.
Fiona dragged her tired body and wanted to personally go to the casting group to express her gratitude. However, Jeremy insisted on driving her there, which made her look like a pregnant woman.
When the car arrived at the filming crew and saw him still getting out of the car, Fiona stopped him, "Don't worry, I am not a three-year-old child."
"You are tired. I know I shouldn't be impulsive."
"Humph! Why didn't you stop last night?"
It was too late to say that now.
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