That probably wouldn’t be a good memory. Mabel Quinn didn’t ask what it was exactly, she just suddenly hugged him tightly, offering him comfort in this silent manner.
He looked down at her in his arms. She hugged him so tightly, as if she wanted to cling to him entirely.
Was she worried about him? Worried that he would be unhappy because of the shadows of his childhood?
"I’m fine," Kyle Kinston said softly, "I just remembered earlier that when I was a kid, I envied other kids who had large plush toys, so I wanted to buy one too. But at that time, when I asked my mother for one, she refused."
"Then let’s buy a plush toy you like after the filming!" she said, looking up at him.
He chuckled, gently patting her head, "I’ve long outgrown the stage of wanting to buy such things."
"..." As if! Clearly, when he had a fever and his mind regressed to that of a six-year-old, he bought a whole bunch of plush toys, didn’t he? Those toys are still piled up in the mansion’s storage room.
At this moment, Mabel Quinn inexplicably felt a bit nostalgic for that special state of Kyle Kinston. Although she didn’t wish for him to fall sick with a fever again, that version of Kyle... hmm, was really quite adorable.
That obedient and well-behaved appearance was truly too cute to handle.
The afternoon filming went relatively smoothly. Although it was an outdoor shoot, because the location was quite remote and Kyle Kinston cleared the area a bit, they weren’t treated like pandabears being watched by onlookers.
During a break, Mabel Quinn was drinking water when she suddenly heard a staff member say, "Mr. Kinston, are you alright?"
Mabel Quinn looked up and saw Kyle Kinston with his head half-lowered, his arms tightly crossed over his chest, his body seemingly trembling slightly.
Mabel Quinn hurried over, and upon nearing, she noticed how pale his face was, and the veins on the back of his hands were bulging... As soon as she saw him , she immediately wondered if that illness of his was acting up again.
"Kyle, where do you feel uncomfortable..." But just as her hand touched his body, his body suddenly convulsed, and the next moment, he held her tightly.
So tightly that she could hardly breathe.
"Kyle, let go and let me see how you are," Mabel Quinn said anxiously. This was not the time to be hugging. ʀᴇᴀᴅ ʟᴀᴛᴇsᴛ ᴄʜᴀᴘᴛᴇʀs ᴀᴛ novel★fire.net
But he continued to hold her, without releasing, yet his previously trembling body was quickly calming down.
After a while, he finally exhaled a long breath and said, "I’m fine now."
Then, she felt his arms around her loosening, and he stepped back a pace, seemingly allowing her to see him more clearly, "See, I’m really fine now."
Mabel Quinn widened her eyes, looking at the person in front of her. His complexion had returned to normal, and the veins on the back of his hands and his temples had subsided. A faint smile played at the corners of his lips, looking relaxed and casual.
As if the scene just now was nothing more than an illusion.
Even the surrounding staff looked surprised, with some speculating whether Mr. Kinston had feigned his physical anomaly to draw the concern of his fiancée. Some female staff whispered to each other, expressing envy and considering it a little romantic gesture.