chapter 1493


    It seemed that Anthony had seen the true colors of Charmine. He was letting go!


    Waverly could not help smirking.


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    All her hard work and her putting up with his antics finally paid off!


    Susan looked at her and said, ''Thank you for taking care of Anthony for the past two days." "It''s no


    problem," replied Waverly gently. "As his fiancee, this is my duty."


    Susan had a knowing smile in her eyes, and she turned and left.


    Waverly turned and intended to walk into the ward, wanting to build up on their rtionship, but when


    she tried to open the door, she realized that the door was locked from the inside, i


    She knocked on the door. "Anthony, why did you lock the door?"


    Thomp!


    As if replying to her, something mmed against the door harshly.


    Waverly was so startled that she jumped. Still, it did not anger her as she instead said, "Get some rest,


    then. I''ll make you soup."


    She knew Anthony was angry...but so what?


    As long as he agreed to marry her, she could be Mrs. Bailey, and she would win! 2


    Meanwhile, in Anthony''s ward...


    Anthony clenched his fists so tightly, and his entire body was tense.


    Although he knew this was the only way, the thought of marrying a woman he did not like, and that


    would never get back with Charmine, agonized him greatly.


    It was then he heard Waverly''s voice from outside the door.


    With ruthless eyes, he took up a random object and threw it at the door.


    Lashing out even more, he swung and threw everything before him onto the floor, scattering everything,


    everywhere.


    They were all broken, just like his heart...


    With mixed feelings, Anthony lit up a cigarette and looked in a direction.


    Even when he had finished a few cigarettes, he still could not endure it. He died off the me and


    walked out. 1


    Charmine took what Maurice said to her by heart. ''If love only hurts you, forget about it.''


    That was it, then, was it not?


    Love should be both-sided; it should be felt when the two were being together.


    She kept on repeating this to herself, and she had a realization.


    She would no longer let herself down by this dolt. It was not worth the pain.


    The rumors of her sleeping with Maurice had gone out for so long, yet Anthony had not done anything


    about it. What else was she waiting for?


    Shrugging this all off, Charmine picked herself up and concentrated on the shooting.


    She was on a roll that day, acting incredibly professional. Her lines, expressions, and movements were


    all spot on.


    Seeing that she was no longer upset, Maurice was pleased.


    Most of the scenes only took one take.


    They finished the shooting ahead of schedule. Pleased, the director said happily, "Cut! Let’s take a half-


    hour break!"


    During the break, Charmine and Maurice-unafraid of invoking more gossip -sat together to read


    through the lines.


    The atmosphere was peaceful. They talked andughed, as if they were a couple.


    The people around them watched on with admiration.


    Charmine drank a lotst night, thus she still felt physically unwell. "I''m heading to the bathroom," she


    spoke to Maurice.


    "Alright, be careful."


    Charmine stood up and walked toward the bathroom.


    When she came out, she smelt a very familiar scent of chill.


    With a thought in her mind, her heart sank. Her clear eyes looked at the person in front of her...


    Anthony stood in front of her elegantly, his entire being emitting a cold, apathetic aura as he gazed at


    her.


    Charmine met his darkened eyes and was somewhat excited.


    Had he reached his breaking point? 1 However...