Chapter 1094
Marcel smiled gently, patient and reassuring. “Don’t worry. The baby is fine. Anika, it’s my fault I couldn’t protect you. I wasn’t with you when it happened, and I’m sorry. I asked my assistant to make an announcement, and I promise something like this will never happen again.”
Anika was moved. She knew she couldn’t blame Marcel for what a crazed fan had done, but she was grateful for his gesture.
“No… honestly, you don’t have to do this. They care about you, and that’s why they acted that way. I’m fine, really,” Anika said with a faint smile, trying to ease his mind.
But Marcel tightened his grip on her hand and said firmly, “No matter how much they like me, they had no right to hurt the woman I love.”
Those words made Anika smile without even realizing it. She wrapped her arms around Marcel’s waist and rested her cheek against his chest.
Before long, filming for Farewell, My Love was nearing its end. The unspoken understanding between Rory and Margo had grown stronger, and the two of them were finally getting along. But with Annabel abroad, Rory often found himself distracted, missing her more than he wanted to admit.
One of the most critical final scenes was about to be shot. Rory’s character was supposed to hang himself. He was strapped to a rig, and the machine began to lift him slowly. As he rose, Margo watched with worry. The scene looked terrifying, and she was afraid something might go wrong.
Sometimes, the thing you feared most happened anyway.
Rory made a mistake during the take and lost his balance. He fell.
Before anyone else could react, Margo rushed forward. “Rory!”
The director immediately shouted for someone to bring a cushion, but it was already too late. Margo moved without hesitation, throwing herself in and using her body to catch Rory as he dropped.
She stiffened in pain as something in her body cracked.
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The sound made Rory’s blood run cold. He scrambled up at once, guilt and alarm flooding his face as he looked at her.
Margo’s forehead glistened with sweat. The pain was so intense she couldn’t even move. The staff hurried over to help, and soon an ambulance arrived. They lifted Margo onto a stretcher and rushed her to the hospital.
Rory was frustrated by her reckless, heroic impulse, but worry overpowered everything else. He followed her to the hospital.
Margo arrived at the hospital by ambulance. After examining her injury, the doctor frowned. “How could you be so careless? This is a partial fracture. It will take at least three months to heal. You must rest and take it easy, and you shouldn’t carry anything heavy. I’ll have a nurse put your arm in a cast. You can stay in the hospital for a few days.”
Margo glanced at Rory, worried he might feel guilty if he heard that. Forcing a faint smile, she said, “It’s my fault, Doctor. I hurt myself by accident while filming. How long will it really take to heal? I still have a few scenes left to shoot…”
“Don’t even think about acting in your condition,” the female doctor said with a helpless sigh. “As for how long it takes, that depends on how quickly your body heals. If you leave the hospital and it fractures again, I’ll be held responsible.”