Love in the Limelight (Astrid and Elio)

Chapter 307

Bernice did not expect Astrid to disregard their past friendship, and she was left speechless. “Star…”

“He is indeed sick, but not to the extent that he could die at any time. To tell you the truth, he’s just

pretending to be seriously ill to gain my sympathy.”

“Bernice, did you forget that I was once a medical student? I’ve already read Hawthorne’s medical

records. As long as he doesn’t hurt himself on purpose, he can still live for at least another decade.”

“He tries to gain my sympathy by starving himself, then let him starve!”

After saying those, Astrid slammed the door shut and stormed off.

Bernice stood where she was, her face of sadness quickly faded. She wiped the tears from her face,

her eyes filled with sorrow.

In the corridor, Gaines saw Astrid coming out and immediately asked, “How’s Bernice?”

“She’s awake, you guys can go rest now,” Astrid said. Gaines, along with everyone else, breathed a

sigh of relief.

Gaines pointed at Randal who was holding a small megaphone, “Astrid, he…” NôvelDrama.Org content rights.

Astrid cut him off, “It’s just an anesthetic for his vocal cords with a bit of hot sauce, he will recover in a

few hours. If Randal talks nonsense about me next time, I might just throw some sulfuric acid into his

mouth.”

Sulfuric acid?

Randal got chills all over his body from Astrid’s cold gaze. He did not expect Astrid to know medical

techniques!

Even Dr. Eaton was helpless with Bernice’s condition, but Astrid managed to cure her.

Looking at Gaines’s expression, he seemed to know something.

Astrid was no ordinary person. She probably had powerful backing. Crossing her might make his life

difficult.

But there were no such thing as undo button in this world; all he could do was avoid provoking Astrid.

Astrid yawned and left with Gracie.

Gracie asked, “Is Bernice okay now?”

“Yep.” Astrid looked at Gracie, “If Bernice tries to get close to you, don’t give away too much about me.”

“I will never reveal your personal affairs to others,” Gracie hodded, then asked, “But why would she

want to know about your personal affairs?” Astrid grabbed a bag of chips and sat on the couch,

“Because she’s Hawthorne’s relative. She came to apologize on behalf of Hawthorne, hoping I would

give Hawthorne a chance.”

“What?” Gracie felt like she missed a big scoop, “Bernice is Hawthorne’s relative? No wonder they’re

all so good–looking!”

“But I can’t understand why Bernice would do this. Hawthorne has done something unforgivable. As

Hawthorne’s relative, she must know what kind of person he is.”

“How could she, if she truly cares about you, push you back to such a terrible person?”

“Wow, Gracie, you’re seeing things clearly this time around?” Astrid ate a chip, leaned back on the

couch, and closed her eyes, “Anyway, this woman is complicated. Let’s just try to avoid her in the

future.”

Gracie nodded, “Got it.”

“By the way, I feel like our colleagues have been avoiding us recently, and I’m not sure why.”

“Especially the actresses, their attitudes are just incomprehensible!”

Astrid shrugged indifferently, “Those actresses are just upset that I got the female leading role. Let’s go

home and rest, goodnight, Gracie.”