"Mary? What's going on with you? "
The horrified Amy couldn't do anything but scream as she tried to block Mary with her body parts. She was at a loss as to why Mary had ended up like this.
"I..." Mary stuttered, beginning to tear up. As she pulled her torn dress tight around her body, embarrassment, outrage, and helplessness slowly contorted her face into a pained expression. With a lump in her throat, she cried out, "Aunt Amy..."
"My goodness, Mary! It's all right! It's all right!" Amy quickly wrapped her arms around her in an effort to comfort and calm her down.
William, too, moved a few steps towards her, but stopped himself before he got any closer.
Timothy frowned when he saw his son standing in the distance. While he might not know the full scope of what had happened, William's disheveled clothes were enough for him to understand that he had something to do with it.
All of a sudden, the sound of a palm clashing with a cheek rang out loud and clear.
Everyone turned around and was shocked. Timothy had slapped William across the face so hard that his hand had left a distinct red print on his face.
"Father..." Mary whispered weakly as tears slowly rolled down her face.
"William... Timothy..." Amy's mouth was agape and her eyes were filled with horror.
Timothy was so angry that his face had become bright red. With trembling hands he roared at the man in front of him, "How did I have a son like you? Huh? How could someone related to me be worse than a brainless and immoral animal? Answer me, you bastard!"
William didn't answer his father's questions, but instead, bit down on hi
ocus and the director would always scold me for it. I think taking on a leading role as my first acting job wasn't a very smart choice. Don't you think..."
"What's wrong? Is anyone giving you a hard time? Is anyone gossiping behind your back?" More than curious, Mary was shocked and concerned. "Ena, listen to me. If you hear anyone say something bad about you, let me know. I chose you for this role because I believe in your skills. No one should make you feel bad."
"Mary, you are so kind." Ena was moved by Mary's words. "But don't worry, no one has said anything bad about me. I just feel inadequate at times."
"Ena, trust yourself more." With that, she patted Ena on the shoulder.
"Mary? Why are you here? Where are Alick and Elissa?" Victor suddenly appeared out of nowhere and was now walking towards Mary and Ena.
"Hey, Victor. I have free time and so I decided to come here and check on things. How are you doing? Is everything going well?" Mary inquired as she flashed Victor a lovely smile.
"Well..." Victor touched his nose and looked at Ena. "Why don't you ask her?"
"Hmm?" Turning to look at Ena, Mary was puzzled.
"Mary, I... About that one erotic scene..." Ena looked away shyly as she twiddled with her thumbs.
"I don't know a couple more perfectly matched than them!" Archer, who just finished filming his scene, suddenly exclaimed. He looked especially dashing with the suite he had on. "When Victor was filming the erotic scene with me, he couldn't do it. When the two of them were doing it, Ena couldn't! It's just acting, you two! Lighten up and don't be so awkward with each other!"