Rebirth of the Movie Queen: Mrs. Sinclair, Please Hug Me! Chapter 329: Escape

"Hmm?" The man raised an eyebrow and stopped in his tracks to look at Quinn Lockwood.

"Today, thank you. If it weren’t for you willing to help , I’m afraid this matter wouldn’t have been resolved so easily."

"Sierra... also wanted to convey her gratitude." Quinn Lockwood nervously wrung her hands.

"Sierra has faced a lot of misunderstanding and bla these past few days, and it’s been quite difficult for her..."

As Quinn Lockwood finished speaking, she regretted it.

She really wanted to smack herself on the head. What she actually wanted to express wasn’t gratitude on behalf of Xenia Monroe but was to let Elias Sinclair know how moved and grateful she felt for everything he had done for her.

Quinn Lockwood thought Elias Sinclair would surely be angry and had even prepared herself for his cold response.

"I didn’t do it to help her." The man’s eyes lowered slightly, paused, and said.

"I was just telling everyone the truth. You’re not soone coming between my relationship."

"But rather, you are my rightful and legitimate wife, entitled to all the rights of a spouse."

To Quinn Lockwood’s surprise, Elias Sinclair wasn’t angry at her recent words, nor did he seem displeased.

His deep eyes glead with an enchanting hue, focused and profound, as if trying to convey sothing.

Quinn Lockwood was a bit astonished. She lifted her head to et Elias Sinclair’s gaze, her eyes misty, and her cheeks flushed crimson.

"I... I know." Quinn Lockwood shyly bit her lower lip, her eyes flickering unnaturally.

She could hardly believe her ears, that Elias Sinclair would personally say she was his wife.

Quinn Lockwood felt her face burning unbearably, yet she mustered the courage to et Elias Sinclair’s eyes but ultimately chickened out, averting her gaze like she was fleeing.

She felt that this ti, she saw through the emotions deep in Elias Sinclair’s eyes.

His straightforward yet deeply affectionate gaze seed to dominantly declare to Quinn Lockwood: She was Elias Sinclair’s wife.

"Um, you should rest early... I have many engagents tomorrow." Quinn Lockwood said sowhat flustered, quickly turned around, entered the room, and closed the door.

So awkward!

Previously, she and Elias Sinclair could interact like ordinary friends or friends with a closer relationship.

But in this situation, she truly didn’t know how she should face Elias Sinclair.

Leaning against the door, Quinn Lockwood took a good while for her racing heartbeat to calm down.

Quinn Lockwood sat on the bed, her gaze falling on the delicate box where the marriage certificate had been stored, gradually deepening in thought.

Almost the entire night, Quinn Lockwood dread, of her and Elias Sinclair’s wedding scene.

The bride at the wedding wasn’t in the likeness of Savannah Lowell, but appeared as her true self, Quinn Lockwood.

"I love you." As the man’s deep and sexy voice resonated in the dream, Quinn Lockwood abruptly opened her eyes.

What kind of ss is all this!

Quinn Lockwood rubbed her eyes, her apricot eyes misty with the fog of awakening.

Opening her eyes and turning on the phone screen, Quinn Lockwood checked the ti.

It was only six o’clock.

Although she really wanted to lie back down for a bit, rembering she had new ads to shoot besides the filming today, Quinn Lockwood dismissed the thought.

Better head to the set early, start work early, and finish early!

After getting up and tidying herself, Quinn Lockwood prepared to go downstairs for breakfast. But as she reached halfway down the stairs to the first floor, she stopped dead in her tracks.

Right, she almost forgot it’s around the ti Elias Sinclair usually heads out.

Avoiding Elias Sinclair’s attention, Quinn Lockwood held her breath, quietly turned, tiptoed back to her room.

The truth is, the mont she saw Elias Sinclair, she’d recall how yesterday he declared with such dominance and seriousness that she was his wife, and how he confessed his love at the wedding in her dream.

Sigh, what should she do in the future? She can’t just keep hiding like this!

Quinn Lockwood let out a deep sigh, not really for any other reason but feeling she was too timid.

After hiding in her room for over ten minutes, Quinn Lockwood finally headed downstairs to have breakfast.

But just as she sat down at the chair, she heard Elias Sinclair’s cold voice coming from the study: "Send the proposal for the new project to the head of the other company now, also inform the planning departnt people to get ready for the eting at seven."

Quinn Lockwood remained in her sitting position for nearly ten seconds before coming to her senses, grabbing her phone, and rushing towards the door.

"Madam, breakfast is ready, madam you..." The servant arranging breakfast, holding a sandwich, called out quickly upon seeing Quinn Lockwood dashing towards the door.

If madam couldn’t have breakfast on ti because of the delay, sir would certainly bla them!

"I’m skipping it, thank you!" Quinn Lockwood grabbed her bag and coat, bolting out the door without even wearing them.

After finishing the call, hearing the servant’s call for Quinn Lockwood, Elias Sinclair walked over from the study.

"What happened?" The man asked with a cold and calm tone.

Seeing Elias Sinclair co over, the servant quickly bowed and explained softly: "Madam left in a hurry without having breakfast."

The man slightly frowned, casting a glance at the sandwich and coffee on the table, eyes flickering with an inscrutable light.

Quinn Lockwood’s recent schedule had been packed tight, following her identity exposure, major brands, even those with signed endorsents with other artists, turned to collaborate with Quinn Lockwood instead.

To keep up with the movie’s shooting progress, Quinn Lockwood nearly began prepping work as soon as dawn broke every day.

At this mont, Quinn Lockwood was sitting in the dressing room reading a script, her stomach growling non-stop.

She was famished, having not eaten breakfast for days while avoiding Elias Sinclair.

On top of nurous recent late-night work sessions, bumping into Elias Sinclair several tis returning ho, turning right back to her room, skipping dinner altogether.

Unable to endure the hunger any longer, Quinn Lockwood was about to order takeout, when a paper bag containing a chicken and egg wrap with pure black coffee appeared before her.

"Miss Angel, your daily order has arrived." Mikael placed the breakfast on Quinn Lockwood’s table, settling beside her.

Quinn Lockwood looked at the breakfast in surprise, then at Mikael.

"No need to be surprised, Miss Angel. We share a unique connection; I knew you needed a delicious nutritious breakfast at this mont." Mikael’s lips curled into a charming smile, as he opened the paper bag and retrieved the food inside.