Fall in Love After the Flash Marriage

Fear

Jenny opened the door and put the fruit plate on the tea table.

“Grandma said it’s better to eat some fruit after dinner.”

“Just grandma said?” Luke who was behind the desk raised his head and looked at Jenny with interest,

“Your hostess’s posture just now is good. Are you jealous?”

When it came to this, Jenny was shy and gave him an angry look, “No, it’s because the electric

appliance is in need of repair. If you don’t believe me, you can ask Lina.”

“Oh?” Luke deliberately said with a lengthened ending and slightly raised his chin to give her a look,

“Since it’s not because of jealousy but electrical maintenance, we can also move to the first floor to

live.”

Jenny felt her heart tighten and gritted her teeth, “Whatever you want.”

“I thought the bedroom that Sky lives in is good.”

“You...” Jenny bounced off the sofa abruptly and glazed at Luke, “I don’t care even if you move into her

room.”

Jenny angrily went to the door of the study. When she reached out to pull the handle of the door, a

smiling voice came from behind, “Pack the things we use frequently. Chen will pick us up later.”

She lowered her head and smiled. Her displeasure was immediately gone, replaced by a haughty face,

and then she went straight out.

Luke liked Jenny’s joyful appearance. There were too many things to consider around. Whether it was

the environment in which he grew up or the group he ran now, it seemed that he would never be able to

get rid of intrigue.

Even if he thought deeply enough and he could always think of a step that others ignored, but

sometimes he still felt that such a life seemed to be meaningless. George once asked him if he felt tired

since he had to consider everything around him. Was there anyone who cared about his money, his

wealth, or even the power in his hands, or the power of the entire Lu family?

To be honest, he didn’t feel tired. The rigorous training since childhood made him accustomed to

overloaded thinking and work. But one night after knowing Jenny, when he stood on the top of a high-

rise building and got a bird’s-eye view of the whole city, he suddenly hoped that someone would bring

him a glass of milk and this person must be Jenny.

At this time, Jenny went back to the bedroom and turned over the suitcase to pack her things. Although

there was nothing lacking in the apartment, she used to carry some things personally with her.

She held a small white medicine bottle in her palm for a while. She hesitated before putting it in her

carry-on bag.

There were not many things so an eighteen-inch silver box was enough.

After walking around in the room, she took a look at herself. She found that she was still wearing house

clothes, and hurried to the closet to get a dress and put it on.

The sound of opening the door suddenly rang out behind her, accompanied by a familiar voice, “Jenny,

I didn’t bring pajamas. Grandma said that...”

At the same time, Jenny hurriedly picked up her jacket to block her stomach and then looked towards

the door.

Sky stood at the door of the room and stared at Jenny, “Grandma said you have pajamas here. Is it

convenient for me to borrow one?”

Jenny’s face was stiff, and her tone of voice was simple and quick as if she was anxious to drive Sky

away, “There is a new one in the innermost drawer of the cloakroom on the right-hand side of the

house.”

Sky tilted her head and seemed not to see anything, walking straight away, “Thank you.”

“You are welcome.”

After Sky left, Jenny looked down at her flat lower abdomen with lingering fear, frowning and looking

back at the obviously modified bandage pillow on the bed.

Did Sky really not notice anything?

After returning to the apartment, Jenny was always uneasy. She even tossed and couldn’t fall asleep at

night.

Luke was already asleep, but he was awakened by Jenny’s action of turning over. He couldn’t bear it

so he simply dragged her into his arms and held his chin against her forehead, with a bewitching voice,

“If you move again, I will make you move all night.”

Hearing that, Jenny stiffened and then settled down.

The next day, Luke went to work after having breakfast with Jenny at home. Jenny was not really

pregnant, so when they left the night before, Luke deliberately found a reason to prevaricate and did

not let Lina follow. He wished Jenny to have a good rest in the apartment since she had pretended to

be pregnant for so long.

Luke’s original intention was that Jenny could relax at home by herself without any scruple as if she NôvelDrama.Org owns © this.

was giving herself a vacation, but she was not free herself. When George called, she just cleaned up

the pots and pans. She wiped her hands and pressed the answer button.

The person on the other end of the phone still had a cynical attitude, as if she could see his

unscrupulous smile across the screen, “I have arranged the matter you asked me to do. You have an

interview this afternoon, but which role you can get depends on your own abilities.”

The roles of the heroes and heroines had been determined. The remaining young heroes and

concubines were selected through the audition. All people could participate in the audition such as

superstars, students of the film and television school, or amateurs who had never engaged in making a

film.

Of course, as to what method to use behind it, it depended on their own abilities.

Jenny believed that she could at least get a role with the help of George.

The interview location was set in the office building of the Far East Cinema Group, and the small

auditorium was specially reserved. After the interview, they returned backstage. Jenny glanced through

the crack of the backstage door. There were five or six judges sitting in the audience including the

director, the screenwriter, and the original author. They were discussing the interview seriously.

The content of the interview was an impromptu performance. Everyone would perform whatever role

they got in the lottery. There was no prop and the costumes were also modern ones. At this time, it was

all about one's own aura and acting skills.

Jenny opened the lot she had drawn, and there was a line on it. Concubine Liu was framed and

relegated to limbo. When she was dying, she lay on the bed and said to her close maidservant,

accusing the Emperor who brought her from the brothel to the palace.

The difficulty of this line was not to perform the despair of a prostitute who was relegated to limbo after

being pampered by thousands of people but to perform her uprightness and vixenish nature mingled

with the despair.

A dying person was still arrogant and sonorous.

“Meyers, after I die, the people in the palace will definitely refuse to en-coffin me according to the

concubine’s specifications. If it really happens, you don’t have to stand up for me. I don’t care about

these external things. You only need to take out the red robe at the bottom of my box and put it on for

me. Set fire to me and then sprinkle my cremains in the Miluo River.”

When the line was read here, the maidservant should say, “Oh...please don’t say this. Do you need me

to take a message to the Emperor?”

Because no one ran lines with her, Jenny paused, “No, I have said everything I want to say in my life,

but here, it has become something I shouldn’t say or can’t say. This place is not where I should stay.

It’s okay to die like this...” Concubine Liu coughed and coughed.