Said I didn't Love Him But I Lied

Chapter 43 What If A black car exited Yoreast Hills Garden and sped onto the highway.

The rearview mirror reflected the face of an elegant woman.

Josephine's lips curled into a smile at the thought of Madison's reaction. A cunning look flashed in her eyes. There were plenty of times when she did not need to make a move. In fact, she just needed to wait for someone else to handle it. She knew that Theodore could not forget Everleigh, and Josephine would do well to stay out of the matter.

For years, Everleigh was a huge scar in Theodore's heart. Thus Josephine was afraid to bring it up. She had to be very careful with every step she took, and she finally made it so far.

The mobile phone in her handbag rang, and she cback to her senses.

"Hello?" "DNA test?" Josephine raised her eyebrows and got a little nervous. "Who's running the errand for Theodore?" A female voice cfrom the other end of the line. "Henry Quilt." Josephine's face darkened.

Henry was Theodore's personal assistant, and he had stayed with Theodore for over seven years. Ever since Theodore returned to Godfrey Group, Henry had stayed with him. Henry was good at his job, and he was Theodore's right-hand man. "Josephine, what should we do? The kids are Mr. Godfrey's..." "Impossible." Before the other person could finish, Josephine interrupted unhappily, "You believed those rumors?" The person on the other end of the line went silent. After a short pause, that person asked cautiously, "I'm sorry, Josephine, I was overthinking. Since you're certain that it has nothing to do with Mr. Godfrey, should I just leave it?" Josephine pursed her lips, and her face was pale.

After that incident, Everleigh probably did not even know who the father of her children was. Yet, what if there was a coincidence? What if? It was afternoon, and the filming was still ongoing at Jackson Hospital.

Everleigh was standing behind the spotlight as she bent over to massage her sore calves.

"Dr. Trevino, are you tired?" The script supervisor, Logan, suggested worriedly, "Why don't you sit down?" Everleigh replied with a smile, "It's fine. I've been sitting the entire morning, and my hips hurt. It'll be better if I stand." After she arrived on set in the morning, the shooting had been ongoing for five hours. There was no sign of them stopping for a break. She watched as Selena got into a fight with the 'patient' repeatedly, and sof Selena's falls were frightening.

Everleigh underestimated the hardship of an actor. She admired her sister for being so professional.

"Cut. Selena, this take was not bad. Take a break, and let's do it again." The director, Mr. Blake, had repeated the sphrase the whole morning. He would compliment Selena, but he would ask for a retake. Evidently, he was not satisfied with it.

Everleigh and Selena grew up together. Others may be oblivious to it, but Everleigh's heart ached. Therefore, she went to hand Selena a bottle of water.

Selena just sat down to massage her legs. When she noticed the bottle of water, she reached out for it instinctively, but her face darkened at the sight of Everleigh. "What are you doing?" "I didn't poison it." Everleigh opened the bottle and handed it to Selena again. "Are you scared?" Selena took the fruit tea from her assistant and glanced at Everleigh coldly. "How would I know if you poisoned it? I know doctors have countless ways to murder people discreetly. There's no way I'm drinking that, so you can keep it for yourself." Everleigh was both angry and amused. She crossed her arms and chuckled, "What would I gain from it? Selena, aren't you being a little paranoid?" "Why not? If I die, you can inherit the Trevino family." "Don't worry. I'm not interested in that. The Trevino family is all yours." "I'm not interested in that either." Selena took a sip of tea and stuck her nose in the air. "But even if I don't want it, I won't let you have it." Planning your weekend reading? Ensure you're on 000005sfor uninterrupted enjoyment. The next chapter is just a click away, exclusively available on our site. Happy reading! Everleigh was at a loss for words.

"Selena, get ready for another take," The producer, Mr. Jones, shouted for Selena to prepare.

"I'm coming." Selena barely rested, yet, she had no choice but to put down her tea, and she hurried to her feet. "Selena, wait a minute," Everleigh called out worriedly.

Selena glanced at Everleigh impatiently. "What do you want?" "Be careful." After an entire morning, Selena was still filming the scene where she fought with one of the patients. She was getting pushed around, and she even fell on the floor. During the break, Everleigh noticed that there were bruises on Selena's wrist. However, Selena did not appreciate it and frowned, "Stop pretending to be nice." After that, she stomped over to Mr. Blake.

Her immature behavior was like a teenager trying to rebel against her parents. Everleigh was not angry, but she felt helpless. She grabbed the script and sat in a corner to study the next scene.

On the other hand, Selena watched as the crew members got back to work. Out of the corner of her eyes, she spotted Everleigh reading the script leisurely in a corner. She recalled Everleigh's concern, but she assumed that Everleigh was playing pretend.

"Mr. Blake!" Behind the camera, the director looked up and asked, "What's wrong?"