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Chapter 1374
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Margo looked startled.
“That’s right, isn’t it?” the director continued. “This scene is about guilt and sorrow after you cut ties with the male lead. It’s more than sadness p>
He explained earnestly, “Because of what you did, you deceived him and hurt him deeply. You should feel remorse, regret, and longing. It’s a complicated mix of emotions, understand p>
“Complicated emotions…” Margo murmured.
The director, noticing her reaction, wondered if he had been too harsh. With a chuckle, he asked, “Was I being too demanding p>
Margo steadied herself and shook her head firmly, her fists clenched. “No. I’m an actress. It’s my job to deliver a great performance. Director, let’s do another take p>
With that, she returned to her mark. She lowered her gaze, thinking about what the director had just told her.
Guilt and sorrow…
In truth, she had felt them not long ago.
Her brows drew together slightly as she pressed a palm to her chest. At the director’s cue, Margo began again.
This time, what she delivered left everyone stunned.
“I… I’m sorry p>
Margo bit her lip, slowly sinking into her monologue.
She remembered that day—when Dunn had said those words.
Margo drew in a shaky breath, unable to tell whether the dampness on her face was rain or tears.
“Perfect!” the director exclaimed, clapping in approval. Margo—this remarkable girl—had a natural gift for acting.
As Margo lifted her face, she noticed a figure standing beside the camera.
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Still caught in the aftermath of her emotions, Margo blinked as if she’d just seen a mirage. Why was Dunn here?
The next moment, Dunn took a towel from Margo’s assistant, draped it over her head, and gently pulled her into his arms.
Wrapped in his warmth, Margo came back to herself. She looked up, a smile tugging at her lips. “Why are you here p>
Her voice was hoarse from the crying in the previous scene. Her lashes, still wet, glimmered like morning dew.
She nuzzled against Dunn’s chest, like a kitten seeking comfort.
“I missed you.” Dunn ran his fingers through her hair.
Margo had messaged him earlier, complaining about the heat, so he’d decided to bring her a portable fan and some ice. He hadn’t expected to arrive just in time to see her fully immersed in her acting.
“How did I do just now p>
Margo noticed Dunn’s shirt was damp, likely from her tears. She tried to step back, but Dunn’s arm held her firmly.
“You were brilliant.” Dunn cradled her face and tucked her wet hair behind her ear. “So convincing it pulled at my heart p>