How Cruel Love is

No wonder he rushed over to the show today and almost arrived late.

Using the company meeting as the excuse of delaying the show, it turned out that he went to accompany Laurent.

In the more than ten years we had been together, Arnold had never lied to me.

However, after having a relationship with that woman, it was his countless lie.

I scrolled up the chat history only to find out that they were in contact every day.

[Honey, I miss you so much.]

[Body misses, or heart misses?]

[Both miss you.]

[This young pregnant woman is still restless, wait for me to go back and satisfy you.]

The Arnold in front of me had always been a dignified and restrained person, but now his blatant flirting made me unfamiliar.

It turned out that every time he excused himself for being busy with work and not contacting me, he was having a hot fight with Laurent.

Scrolling it up again, the chat history stopped at the time when I got injured during the filming two months ago.

[It's so boring to be a bedmate in the hospital. What are you doing?]

[Trying on new clothes.]

[Send it to me so I can see if it's good or not.]

In the photo, it was a picture of Laurent wearing a nurse's uniform erotic lingerie.

[You're seducing me again.]

[You just said you seduced me ... 8-month-old pregnant woman, want to taste it~]

The chat history came to an end abruptly.

But I remembered that day, Arnold said that there was something going on at the company, so he left me, his girlfriend, who had a leg injury and could not get out of the bed alone in the hospital.

It turned out that he was in a hurry to find Laurent to vent his sexual desire.

I looked at Arnold's blurry figure in the bathroom and laughed at myself.

That time on the set, I could barely convince myself based on my impulse, but what about this time?

Arnold, in fact, every time, you were willing and proactive.

Then I searched and clicked on Laurent's social media account.

The top posts were all recent photos of Arnold and her.

A passionate kiss on the beach, an intimate photo of the family of three and Arnold holding her sleeping side face.

Seeing how deep and close their relationship was, I felt like I was suffocating.

If he was forced to keep the child in the beginning, then what did his companionship and concern for Laurent mean now?

The sound of water running in the bathroom stopped, so I put his mobile phone back in its original position.

The movie was still being filmed and as the male and female protagonists, Arnold and I could not make any mistakes at this time.

Now was not the time for a showdown.

Ten minutes later, the hormonal scent of shower gel swept over my body.

I turned around and pushed him away. "I'm tired today."

"Okay, let's do it another day."

I took a deep breath and tried my best to ignore the existence of the man beside me.

I stared at the ceiling and could not sleep the whole night.

'Arnold Finch ... you really do not deserve my forgiveness.'

'Bear with it a little longer. Once this movie was finished, I can completely leave you.'

The next day, Arnold and I went to the set together.

Laurent, who had already changed her clothes, was waiting for the shooting to start.

It was the scene where Laurent, as a stunt double, took the slap for me.

"No, do it again."

"How the fuck do you act? You have to be pitiful but a little stubborn. Do you fucking understand? Who are you staring at with those dead fish eyes, huh?"

"Retake!"

"Retake!"

"Retake!"

Listening to the director's scolding, Arnold held my hand tighter and tighter.

When the assistant director shouted for the 7th retake, a hint of coldness flashed in Arnold's eyes and he finally could not help but strode over.

"Filming is filming, you put your mouth cleaner, let me hear you curse again, pack up and get out before it's too late!"