Chapter 1968 Angel Is Afraid
Chapter 1968 Angel is afraid
Spencer, of course, would not admit it. He calmly exined, "I was just about to reach out when she
fell too fast."
The director was speechless.
At this moment, Angel, drenched, was supported onto the shore. Covered in water, her wet hair
stuck to her face, making her head lookrger.
She had really twisted her ankle this time, unable to stand even with support, a sharp pain causing
her to shiver.
Droplets of water adorned her face, breathing heavily, unable to even open her eyes. Her frightened
heart slowly calmed down.
Angel, at this moment, captured everyone''s attention. She clearly heard Spencer''s nonchnt
exnation earlier, infuriating her to sneeze twice, unable to argue.
Cold! Bone-chilling cold!
A gust of evening wind made Angel shiver uncontrobly.
She was so disheveled, and being stared at by so many people was simply too embarrassing. It felt
like being yed and suffering in silence.
The director''s face turned purple, mind nk for a few seconds, unable to convey any instructions.
After all, it was early spring. Although wearing an evening dress would suit this temperature, getting
into the water really tested one''s physical strength.
"Hurry, take her to dry off! Quickly change clothes and touch up her makeup!"
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The director checked the time on his wrist and added, "Staff, clean up the water on set!"
Water was everywhere, unexpected to be dyed because of this incident.
Angel was assisted off, changed her clothes, and after reapplying her makeup, Adide used a
towel to dry her hair in the dressing room. Onlookers whispered, "Was it intentional?"
Who knows?
Angel didn''t answer. While she thought it was deliberate too, she also couldn''t figure out whether
Spencer had reached out his hand or not. Was it because they hadn''t rehearsed in advance, hence
unable to cooperate well?
She liked him, so she was still trying to find reasons for him. That''s how women are, how lowly
people are.
After about twenty minutes, dressed and made up again, Angel appeared in everyone''s line of sight.
She walked to the director and Spencer.
The twisted ankle wasn''t too severe, she could walk normally, but there was a slight pain.
"Before the reshoot, do you two want tomunicate?" the director asked Spencer. If she fell into
the water again, it would be too time-consuming.
Angel shook off Adide''s hand, swayed her skirt, and walked towards Spencer. Under everyone''s
gaze, she stood in front of him.
Spencer faced her domineering gaze, and Angel asked in a subdued yet resentful tone, "Were you
intentional just now?"
Spencer''s hands remained in his pockets. He looked at her with a nonchnt tone, "Can''t I be
emotionally unstable too, just like you?"
Angel understood. He was getting back at her for what happened this morning.
The corner of Spencer''s lips tilted. His indifferent, even slightly disdainful gaze made her fearful.
This man''s anger had not subsided yet.
If he continued to act out of the ordinary, wouldn''t she suffer even more?
"Do you two... want to discuss? Can we reshoot now?" The director had just been busy and came
over, "Are there any precautions you need to go over?"
Angel took a deep breath. She withdrew her gaze from Spencer''s face, remaining silent.
Spencer also stayed quiet.
The director, standing in front of them, found it strange, "Did you... have a fight?"
"No," Spencer looked at the director with a casual tone, "Let''s start shooting."
The director nodded, then looked at Angel, "What about you? Are you ready? Do you remember
your lines? How''s your state?"
Having fallen into the water just now, looking back at the glistening pool, there was a hint of fear the
second time, and definitely not in the same state as before.
"I''ll try." Angel stepped away, while Spencer continued to stand by the pool. He was like the
protagonist of the night, exuding arrogance and a chilly demeanor.
He would punish this woman in his own way.