Chapter 302

Anyway, it’s not like Ethan was forced into doing all this, so Clara didn’t feel guilty at all. When he came back, he had a fresh cup of watermelon juice in his hand—her favorite. “Here,” Ethan said casually. Clara took it, gave him a half-smile with a nod, without saying much. She took a relaxed sip and kept her eyes on her phone, texting someone on WeChat like Ethan wasn’t even there. Ethan seemed used to it. He sat beside her quietly, tapped away on his open laptop, handling some company stuff while keeping her company. But every time Clara called his name, he’d immediately stop whatever he was doing and go over to her. That kind of patience? Clara had no real way to fight back against it. Gradually she stopped messing with him like she used to. The temporary office stayed pretty quiet all afternoon. By evening, Ethan would—like clockwork—drive her back from the film set. It took over an hour to get back to the city. Dinner? Still on Ethan. At first Clara really was just giving him