He Waited She Wilted (Ottilie and Yorath) novel Chapter 353

Hearing the rattle of the pills, Yorath stood up, walked into the dining area, and picked up the blister pack to inspect it.

"I told you yesterday, you're on your period. You can't get pregnant."

"Just to be safe," Ottilie replied, slipping the medication into her pocket. "Though obviously, the most effective method of birth control is abstinence."

Yorath chuckled softly. "Tilly, we're married."

"I'm well aware. When exactly do I get to go back to work?"

Ottilie was suffocating from the sheer boredom, starting to suspect Yorath planned to keep her locked away like a pet forever.

"Jevon's already on it. The script should be in your hands today. It's Director Langley's Kill My Lover."

Ottilie had previously reviewed that project and was incredibly intrigued by it.

"When does production start?" She had never worked on one of Zavier's films before.

Zavier was notorious for his impossibly high standards and volatile temper.

No one escaped his wrath on set; even A-list stars were routinely screamed at until they broke.

But the man was a visionary, and his wife penned brilliant scripts, guaranteeing that every film they produced was an absolute masterpiece.

Actors endured the verbal abuse just for a shot at cinematic glory.

Seeing the hesitation in her eyes, Yorath offered a reassuring smile.

"I've already had a word with him. There's a clause in his contract—he can scream at anyone he wants, but if he so much as raises his voice at you, I dock his pay."

"Actually, let him yell," Ottilie said flatly.

Otherwise, before the cameras even started rolling, she'd be branded a diva.

"Whatever you say, honey..."

As they were wrapping up their conversation, Yvonne appeared at the entrance. She hesitated for a long time, not daring to interrupt.

Finally stepping forward, she said, "Mr. Fordham, ma'am. Mrs. Sewell is at the gate. Your mother is asking to see you."

"Tell her I'm not here." Ottilie desperately wanted to sever all ties with her family, but they clung to her like leeches.

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