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.


    ncing through the rearview mirror, the entertainment reporters were startled to find Eileen


    rummaging through their luggage!


    The backseat had ess 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


    exited 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 c. 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 ced 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.


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    “Then why have you been ignoring metely?” 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 busytely.”


    “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 rmended. 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 distanttely, he said, “Sure.”


    The movie was a ssic, a tragic and romantic love story.


    Ten minutester.


    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 headacheing.


    Just then, a knocking on the door startled Eileen awake. She apuded enthusiastically. “Fantastic,


    heart-wrenching, incredibly emotional!”


    Egbert stared at her, expressionless.


    Eileen met his gaze, eximing as if she genuinely understood the movie’s plot. “No wonder they call it


    a ssic! How did I miss this movie before? It’s a real gem!*


    Egbert 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 nced at her, wondering how long she could stay awake.


    Twenty minutester.


    Egbert calmly watched Eileen, who had nowpletely 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.