Watching her back, Evan Saint let out a low laugh.
"What are you laughing at?" Sparkle Gold couldn't help but glare at him, her eyes full of resentment.
Her legs were wobbly; luckily in the earlier scenes, she was either lying down or sitting, rarely needing to move. Otherwise, how could she film today?
Upon hearing her voice, Evan Saint realized he had been laughing for so long, he hadn't even noticed when Sparkle Gold finished her shower and came out.
Suppressing his smile, he got up and walked towards the bathroom. "Nothing."
"Um..." Sparkle Gold opened her mouth, but couldn't bring herself to say the words.
Evan Saint stopped and turned to look at her. "Hmm?"
"It's nothing, go take a shower."
"Sparkle Gold, if you have something to say, just say it." Evan Saint looked at her steadily.
"Really, it's nothing."
"I've given you a chance." Evan Saint snorted, turning to leave.
Is it really that hard for her to ask for his help?
