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Chapter 120
The car was cruising down the highway, two entertainment reporters up front being cautiously silent
until a man’s voice suddenly emanated from the backseat.
“Would you sit down?” he said.
Glancing through the rearview mirror, the entertainment reporters were startled to find Eileen
rummaging through their luggage!
The backseat had access to the trunk. They quivered and stammered, “Eileen, what are you doing?”
Eileen produced two bottles of mineral water, handing one to Egbert while opening one for herself. She
casually lifted her head. “I’m thirsty, is that okay?”
Too intimidated to object, the two of them stayed silent.
After a while, hushed voices came from the back again. They turned their heads once more. To their
astonishment, Eileen had taken out all the remaining bottles of mineral water and even the chips next
to them.
Both of them were dumbfounded!
After twenty minutes of driving, they finally arrived at the hotel’s entrance. As Eileen got out of the car,
she reached for her luggage, but Egbert had beaten her to it.
Eileen thought he might struggle to carry it, but he handled it just fine. So, without saying a word, she
Follow on NovᴇlEnglish.nᴇtexited the vehicle. She walked over to the driver’s side and tapped the car window.
The window slid down, and the two entertainment reporters stared at her pitifully. Eileen smiled and
said, “Next time, bring something else. I don’t like mineral water; I prefer cola. And I’m not a fan of
chips; I like bread and cake. It’d be great if you could also bring some fruit. I love cherries, the
expensive kind. Got it?”
The two reporters stared in terror.
Eileen waved warmly at them and said, “See you next time.”
The car reversed a bit and then swiftly turned, driving away.
Egbert had already entered the hotel and was making a call to the staff as he arrived at his room’s
door. At the room’s entrance, he handed the bag back to Eileen.
Eileen nudged Egbert, urging him to open his room door. He hesitated for a moment but eventually
opened it.
Eileen immediately darted in and settled on the couch.
Egbert placed the key on the table near the door and answered the question she asked before getting
in the car.
“I wasn’t angry,” he said.
“Then why have you been ignoring me lately?” Eileen asked with a sulky tone.
Egbert tightened his grip on the cup. He turned around to see Eileen staring at him, appearing pitiful.
Egbert softened and replied gently, “I’ve been busy lately.”
“Shooting on location is really hectic and tiring.” Eileen nodded, then perked up, “We have some time
today. Want to watch a movie together? Janice recommended. a movie to me; she said the plot is
incredibly touching, and you’ll cry from start to finish.”
Egbert had intended to decline, but considering how he had been distant lately, he said, “Sure.”
The movie was a classic, a tragic and romantic love story.
Ten minutes later.
Egbert looked at the girl sitting straight up beside him but with her eyes tightly shut. At least this time,
she was sitting. It was clear she was determined to make it through this time, at least mentally worthy
of praise.
Egbert sighed and finally massaged his temples, feeling a headache coming.
Just then, a knocking on the door startled Eileen awake. She applauded enthusiastically. “Fantastic,
heart-wrenching, incredibly emotional!”
Egbert stared at her, expressionless.
Eileen met his gaze, exclaiming as if she genuinely understood the movie’s plot. “No wonder they call it
a classic! How did I miss this movie before? It’s a real gem!*
Follow on Novᴇl-Onlinᴇ.cᴏmEgbert didn’t want to engage with her and got up to answer the door.
Outside stood hotel staff, inquiring if Egbert had been disturbed by paparazzi,
Egbert reassured them. They further asked, “What about Eileen? We knocked on her door earlier; she
seemed to be absent. She wasn’t frightened, was she?”
“No,” Egbert said, adding, “After the robbery, she’s been in high spirits.”
The staff looked puzzled. Did it sound like they were robbed? They decided not to pry further, thinking it
would be for the best.
Egbert returned to the room, finding Eileen clutching the remote control, sitting on the couch, her head
nodding, eyes half-closed.
Egbert said helplessly, “Get some rest.”
Eileen immediately woke up and said, “No need, this movie is too good. I want to finish it.”
Egbert glanced at her, wondering how long she could stay awake.
Twenty minutes later.
Egbert calmly watched Eileen, who had now completely fallen asleep on the couch. He got up and
lifted her horizontally.”
Eileen was a light sleeper and woke up right away. Egbert looked at her, and she gazed back at him
with a bewildered expression. In a gentle but helpless torre Egbert sald, “Go to sleep.
Elleen had full confidence in Egbert, and she fell asleep again.
Egbert carried Eileen back to her room.