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Chapter 847
"Listen up and get to the hospital if you don't want a scar on your forehead." As Avery spoke, he bent down and
attempted to take her into his arms.
However, Olivia was shocked by his move. After all, they were not close enough for her to jump into his arms, so
she hastily rejected him. "No, that's not necessary. I'm a doctor too. I know my condition well enough."
As she spoke, she turned to Jewel and said, "Jewel, could you get me my little black bag?"
Jewel responded affirmatively and left. Soon enough, she returned with the bag and scrambled to search for an
alcohol pad to dress Olivia's wound. Suddenly, Avery took the bag from her just as she was halfway searching
through it. "Let me."
Though she tried to reject him, she looked at her empty hands and ended up not asking for the bag from him. After
all, the priority right now was to dress Olivia's wound.
Follow on NovᴇlEnglish.nᴇtMeanwhile, Carter continued to stare helplessly at Olivia with a worried look in his eyes. "Mom."
If Mom hadn't saved me earlier, then I would have been hit by the large rock!
At that point, Director Norris lashed out angrily. "What's going on with the props?"
A man hurriedly ran over with his head hung low. "I'm sorry. I didn't store the prop carefully. Miss Maxwell, are you
alright?"
The item was not heavy, but since it came hurtling down from the top, it bore an impact as it landed on the ground.
Olivia did not want to pursue the matter as it was only an unexpected accident. She knew that no one intended for
this accident to happen anyway. "It's alright. Don't feel bad about this. I can tell that it's just a tiny gash and I'll be
fine after a few days."
"Fine?" Avery rebuked, "It's such a long wound and it'd probably leave a scar."
He glanced at the man in charge of the props as he spoke, scaring him with his frosty glare.
Why is he looking at me like that? It wasn't intentional. I didn't expect the prop to drop so suddenly.
Meanwhile, Olivia's brows were tightly furrowed. This guy is overly concerned, isn't he? Why did he chide me out of
nowhere? Who does he think he is anyway?
She reached out for the tweezers in his hand. "I can handle this myself."
Yet, he patted her on her hand and warned, "Don't move."
At that moment, she glared at him and was about to lash out. I don't need him to dress my wound! He behaves as if
we're close!
However, Director Norris voiced out, "Yes, that's right. Olivia, you can't see the wound clearly, so why don't you let
Avery dress it for you?"
At that, she considered the situation for a moment and tolerated it for the sake of Director Norris.
Subsequently, he asked, "Olivia, you seem preoccupied the entire day. Is there something wrong?"
As soon as she heard that, she no longer wanted to stay on. "Director Norris, I've got something urgent to deal with,
so I would like to take a few days off. Could we proceed with the scenes without me?"
Follow on Novᴇl-Onlinᴇ.cᴏmShe was the lead actress, and even if other scenes could be shot first, none of them would be as many as hers. She
knew that her request for some time off would inevitably affect the progress of their filming.
However, Director Norris knew her well enough. She would not have made so many outtakes if it was not because
she had something pressing to deal with. Even if he made her stay for the filming, she would not be able to give out
a hundred percent either.
"Okay. You can have one week off. That should be sufficient time for your wound to heal too."
Hearing that, Olivia responded gratefully.
Finally, Avery finished dressing her wound and got up to stare at her as he kept his head down. "Make sure you
dress the wound properly. It's definitely a big deal! Since when are you such an easygoing person?"
She lifted her head to glance at him. Do I know him? We've barely known each other for more than three days
other than going through the script together. There's been nothing else! Who is he to talk to me in such a way?
Judging by the familiar tone he speaks in, it appears that we know each other from before.
Before she could figure out this man's identity, he spoke up, "Let's go. I'll send you home."
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