Chapter 1338
Chapter 1338:
Rory nodded, his eyes still fixed on Annabel’s face.
Remembering the fragments Margo had revealed, Annabel lifted her gaze and met his.
He looked startled, hesitation lingering in his eyes.
But in the next instant, Annabel had already looked away. “Get back to work p>
“I’ll drive you,” Rory offered quickly, already pulling the car door open.
Unhesitatingly, Annabel shook her head. “No need. I’ll ride back with Margo’s agent. You go to the set p>
With that, she left with Margo’s agent.
Watching the car disappear, Rory let out a bitter sigh. As he turned toward his own vehicle, he caught sight of Margo coming down the stairs.
Their eyes met for a fleeting moment before Margo gave him a small nod in acknowledgment.
“Are you alright?” Rory asked, remembering the state she’d been in earlier.
“Never better,” Margo replied. She lifted a hand and brushed her throat lightly, her voice still hoarse. “I’m sorry for causing trouble by skipping work so suddenly p>
“I should be the one apologizing. I’ve brought you a lot of trouble,” Rory said.
Silence settled between them.
Just as Rory considered asking where she was going, Margo spoke first.
“Thank you, Rory,” she said slowly, her smile brightening her face. “Thank you for helping me figure out what I couldn’t p>
Before Rory could respond, she lifted her hand and waved. “Bye p>
Rory remained where he was, baffled by her sudden gratitude, his thoughts tangled in questions he couldn’t answer.
Margo entered the hospital with a heavy heart. Unease clung to her as she stood in the corridor, her gaze fixed on the ward door nearby. Her hands curled into tight fists as she forced herself to reach out and push it open.
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Inside, Myah sat by the bedside, carefully peeling an apple. Dunn—awake now—was seated on the edge of the bed.
The moment he looked up and saw Margo in the doorway, his heart seemed to stall. His eyes locked onto hers.
But Margo was nowhere near calm. She stared at him blankly, and a dense sadness lodged in her throat like a stone.
Dunn’s face was pale, and yet his eyes held a storm of emotions—sharp enough to pierce straight through her.
Noticing the tension, Myah placed the peeled apple into Dunn’s hand and turned toward Margo, her posture composed as she addressed her.
“Miss Perez, have you come to visit Dunn?” she asked.
Margo hesitated, her nerves plainly written on her face. After a beat, she lowered her head.
“I’m sorry p>
The words were the same as before, but the weight behind them had changed.
“Have you come to apologize?” Myah asked, her tone touched with confusion. “As I told you, this accident wasn’t your fault p>