Love Story2–Chapter 1
“Cut!”
“Cut!”
“Cut!”
The director yelled “Cut!” three times, but my actor husband was still locked in a kiss with
his high school sweetheart.
As his assistant, I cleared my throat, but Olivia burst into tears, claiming she was “too deep
in character.”
In front of the crew, Ryan snapped at me, saying I had a dirty mind that saw scandal in everything. That night, TMZ caught them at the Four Seasons together.
In the past, I’d have been devastated, crying while calling our PR team. But now, I realized
our five–year secret marriage meant nothing.
Right after meeting the divorce lawyer, I entered the green room. The moment Ryan saw
his smile vanished. “Emma, you should know your place. This is the place for leads only. What are you doing here?”
me:
I grabbed my thermos from the vanity. “Getting my things.”
Ryan had started at five AM. I’d made the soup at three. The thermos was full- he hadn’t
touched it.
Seeing me leave, he frowned. “Don’t bother cooking anymore. It’s terrible.” Not his first time. saying that.
Before, I’d have exploded: “Didn’t you want my cooking forever? When did it become so
bad?” But now, I didn’t care.
I just said “Fine” and left. Ryan called after me, “Production dinner tonight. Director wants
me to review lines with Olivia.”
I ignored his guilty tone and said, “Whatever.”
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Love Story2 Chapter 1
Outside, I trashed the thermos. We’d filmed near home, so Ryan hadn’t booked a hotel.
He came home at 1 AM. Finding me not waiting up,
Ryan pushed into the bedroom. “Emma,
you know I need my tea to sleep. Where is it?”
I pulled up my covers. “Ran out. You could order delivery.”
Ryan slammed his office door – his way of showing anger. Before, I’d have spent the night
worrying, then apologizing.
But that night, he waited till morning, and I never knocked.
Next day, filming moved to the mountains outside the city.
For once, Ryan let me ride in his car. As I got in, Olivia appeared in a revealing dress. “Ryan, got bug spray? Mosquitoes love me.”
Seeing me, she changed tone. “Oh, Emma? Maybe I should take another car-”
Before she finished, Ryan cut in, “Emma, take a hint. Go to the crew van.”
For the first time, I left without a word.
Watching me go, Ryan frowned. Five minutes later, I got his text:
[Olivia has a leg scene today. Don’t misunderstand.]
[Ok.] I replied shortly.
Then I saw his typing bubble stayed on. I just closed the app and turned off my phone
directly.
Without Ryan’s demands, the scenery was more beautiful than before. We wrapped at
eleven.
As we finished, a scaffold collapsed unexpectedly. In a second, Ryan pushed Olivia away, and they fell together, lips meeting as they landed.
