Chapter 1231
Chapter 1231:
They chatted a little longer, but Dunn soon had to end the call because a patient was waiting.
“Was that Dr. Hopkins again?” Margo’s agent asked.
“Yeah. I was thanking him,” Margo replied quietly.
“Is it just me, or does it feel like Dunn treats you with a little extra care?” the agent teased.
“What did you say?” Margo asked distractedly, texting Annabel and missing most of it.
The agent parked the car and shook her head. “Nothing. We’re here p>
“You’re being weird,” Margo muttered as she stepped out.
The sunlight was harsh. She squinted and lifted a hand to shield her eyes.
“Pull yourself together, Margo. Stop overthinking,” she muttered, lightly tapping her cheeks as if to wake herself up. Then she headed into the company building.
But only a few minutes later, just as she was bracing herself for a busy day, she got thrown off again.
The elevator doors were about to close when someone rushed forward and stopped them.
Margo’s eyes widened as Rory stepped inside.
“Sorry,” Rory said immediately. When he saw her, he broke into a grin. “Oh, it’s you. What a coincidence p>
“Rory… hi,” Margo replied with an awkward chuckle. “What a coincidence p>
She hadn’t expected to run into him so soon after returning to work. Her nerves spiked, and her thoughts began to spiral as she asked herself—
Margo couldn’t help but wonder if she had dressed appropriately today. Had she done her makeup properly before leaving the house?
“I haven’t seen you around the company lately. I heard from your agent that you were on vacation,” Rory said, turning to face her.
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Margo lowered her gaze as memories of what had happened resurfaced. “Yeah. I needed to take a break for a few days p>
She couldn’t help wondering what Rory would think if he ever found out the truth.
Silence settled over the elevator again. Margo debated saying something as the number above the doors climbed higher—until the elevator suddenly stopped.
A moment later, several employees carrying filming equipment hurried in, crowding the space. In the shuffle, Margo was pushed toward Rory.
The distance between them shrank to barely an inch.
Margo went stiff, her breathing turning shallow. She bit her lower lip and began tapping her foot nervously.
Her imagination ran wild, and she found herself wishing—fervently—that the moment would last just a little longer.
It was the only way she could be this close to Rory.
With that thought, she turned her head slightly and stole a glance at his profile.
Sensing her gaze, Rory turned and winked.
Margo’s face flushed instantly. She looked away in a panic, like a deer caught in headlights, and scolded herself for being so hopeless.