A rather embarrassed look surfaced in Yelena's eyes after she heard Hank's words. "So, after that…"
"After that, I spent two years completing my course at the university. Then, I went home to take over my father's company. I wanted to contact you to offer you help with losing weight, but I later found out that you had already slimmed down and were about to debut. So, I purchased all of the magazines that you appeared in throughout the first year of your career. I'd say that I was one of the major reasons you became so famous," Hank uttered.
Yelena hadn't expected such a thing to have happened in the past—just the thought of it made the whole thing seem rather ridiculous. "Why didn't you show up in the past, then?" Yelena was puzzled. This means that I had a famous benefactor that has been supporting me all along. Yet, no one ever knew about it, and Hank didn't even plan on telling me about it!
"Yeah. I didn't tell you about this because back then when I first wanted to open up to you, I found out that you had already fallen for Max," Hank explained. Yelena found herself walking down memory lane. She would never forget how she spent her youth—Max filled her mind on most days after he protected her.
As a result, Yelena had been blinded by what was before her eyes, and she didn't notice Hank, who had been secretly supporting her the whole time. "Well, if I had already fallen for Max, then… Why didn't you just give up on me?" Yelena asked. Logically speaking, if Hank found out that I was doing well, shouldn't he have forgotten about me and cut ties with me? Yelena wondered.
"That's what I thought at first. I figured that I would leave once you rose to fame. However, I hadn't expected myself to end up thinking about a chubby girl with a ball in her hand whenever I go to bed at night. I couldn't erase that thought from my mind…" Yelena's face turned pink when she heard of the memory that Hank clung onto. "What are you talking about? You're the chubby one." She punched him playfully.
Hank felt like his memory was playing tricks on him when he looked at Yelena's slim and sharp face. "What I meant was that I had already fallen too deeply for you. So, I simply decided to continue liking you over the years. I've never stopped liking you," he uttered.
"Hmph. I've seen the world, young man; I don't believe a word that you say," Yelena replied jokingly. Hank pinched her nose, making it hard for her to catch her breath. "I told you I wouldn't lie to you anymore," he said.
"So, how are you planning to deal with this matter?" Yelena asked.
Hank sighed and shook his head. "You probably won't be able to figure things out with that simple mind of yours. Cecelia and I will come up with something, so you don't have to worry about it." Yelena felt intrigued by Cecelia—she felt like she had already developed a firm relationship with Cecelia although she still didn't know Cecelia that well. A woman's interest in another woman was often clear-cut and direct—one would take a liking to another woman as long as the woman had a good attitude, good looks, talent, and the absence of threat.
"Alright. In that case, should I head back to filming?" Yelena asked.
"Filming? I wouldn't have allowed you to film this if I knew that there was such an extensive kissing scene." Hank massaged his brows before he came to a firm decision. "I'll request for a switch in the male lead of this show. I might have to oversee the plot of the whole show as well," he stated.
"I…" Yelena stuck her tongue out as she didn't know what to say. She knew that there was no use in arguing against Hank. "What should I do now, then?" If Yelena didn't get to act in films, she would be jobless once more. All the enthusiasm and excitement that Yelena had felt toward her filming earlier disappeared.
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