While chatting with Cedric, Finnian had his gaze fixed on the window, not even sparing a nce towards her. On the other hand, Liliana couldn''t help but steal nces at her, despite her best efforts to hide it. It was clear to everyone that Liliana wasn''t thrilled.


    "Hey, what''s up with you?" Keith shot Liliana a sidelong look. "Amara''s the one who took a dip, yet you look like you''re the one who got drenched. Is the pain contagious now?"


    Earlier today, Nora had identally knocked Amara into the pool, and her mask came off, revealing her face to the entire film crew, especially Finnian. It was obvious to anyone with half a brain that Liliana had a hand in this.


    Keith''s annoyance with Liliana had hit its peak, and he wouldn''t miss a chance to poke at her.


    Liliana forced a smile. "There''s no such thing as pain transfer, Keith. You''re quite the jokester."


    Keith chuckled dryly. "Well, if we''re talking jokes, you''re the real deal. Almostughed someone to death."


    That remark was a bit harsh, and Liliana''s face stiffened. Amara nudged Keith gently, "Take it easy."


    She wasn''t worried about Liliana Porter''s feelings; she just felt off and wanted some peace and quiet, hence her words.


    Keith immediately softened, whispering, "Alright, alright, I''ll zip it, okay?"


    His demeanor shifted aplete 180 degrees between Liliana and Amara. Finnian finally nced over, though his expression was unreadable.


    Soon, they arrived at the hospital. After a thorough examination, the doctor confirmed Amara was mostly fine, but she had a slight fever. They decided an IV would be best, so Amara was settled into a private room for treatment.


    Keith got a call from another film set, summoning him for urgent business. After giving Amara some words of caution, he left the hospital.


    Cedric also had to return to the set


    to manage the fallout. After


    a bit, he took off, leaving Fi Stav


    behind in the hospital room.


    Finnian stood by the bed while Amaray there. Neither of them looked at each other, the atmosphere awkward and tense.


    "How are you feeling now?" Finnian asked, his gaze fixed on a nearby potted nt.


    Without her mask, Amara felt exposed, like she was without clothes? She managed to suppress her difort, turning her head slightly. "I''m okay. Felt a bit off on the way here, but much better now."


    After the check-up, she had taken a shower and changed into clean clothes


    before the IV drip. She felt much morefortable now.


    Finnian nodded, briefly ncing at Amara''s face but not lingering. "Alright, get some rest. I''ll be on my way."


    "Thank you, Mr. Everly. Take care."


    Amara shut her eyes, listening for the sound of the door closing before she opened them again.


    Her heart was pounding against her chest.


    Ever since her face was exposed to everyone today, especially Finnian, she had


    been on edge, though she dared not show it.


    Once upon a time, all she wished for was to heal her appearance, to show Finnian how beautiful she was, and then...


    Now, even though those dreams


    ''t help but feel nervous


    her face. What was going


    on?


    She tapped her forehead lightly, trying to chase away those thoughts, and took


    out her phone to text Elysia.