Chapter 360

Danielle spent over an hour patiently answering the doctors’ and nurses’ excited questions about Shermaine, her throat growing dry from all the talking. By the time she checked her watch, it was past nine, and she needed to visit Ross.

Earlier that day, Ross’s stitches had been removed, and his wound was healed. Though cleared for discharge, he had remained in the hospital, with company executives continually arriving for updates. Danielle’s cast, meanwhile, wouldn't come off for another week.

Ross was likely in a video conference; Shermaine’s trip had left him overwhelmed with work.

“Any more questions?” Danielle asked. “If not, I’d like to see my boyfriend.”

The group shook their heads. They knew some of Danielle and Ross’s story—Ross had nearly died for her. They had previously mistaken him for a playboy.

Grabbing her crutches, Danielle headed to Ross’s ward next door. These days, not teasing him felt like skipping a ritual.

Just as she reached the door, a woman in oversized sunglasses and a face mask collided with her, leaving a trail of cloying perfume.

“Watch where you’re going, cripple,” the woman snorted, then paused, noticing Danielle’s striking beauty despite the cast. “You here for Mr. Jean?”

That saccharine voice was unmistakable. Danielle immediately recognized Jessica, the actress who had been linked to Ross in past rumors. She thought, Jessica’s here to see Ross?

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At the thought of that scandal, Danielle recalled the photo of Jessica practically clinging to Ross. Her temper flared. “So what if I am?”

“Sorry, sweetheart, first come, first served,” Jessica sneered, tossing her hair. “Don’t waste your time fantasizing about Mr. Jean. Men like him don’t stoop to your level.”

With that, she flounced into the ward, her voice dripping honey. “Mr. Jean, I came as soon as I heard you were hospitalized.”

Ross had expected Danielle. His frown deepened at the sight of the unfamiliar woman. “Who are you?”

Jessica removed her sunglasses and mask, setting a bouquet aside. “It’s me,” she purred, eyes full of exaggerated concern. “I rushed here straight from the set. How are you feeling?”

It took Ross a few seconds to recognize the actress from the engineered “scandal.” He hadn’t sought her out, yet here she was, uninvited.

Before he could dismiss her, Danielle strode in, looking furious. As his girlfriend, she wasn’t about to back down.

Jessica glared at Danielle.

Ross immediately sensed trouble.

Danielle sank into the bedside chair, her sweetness laced with venom. “Ross, isn’t this your famous fling? No wonder she snarled at me in the hallway.”

Jessica stiffened. She thought, What’s this bitch’s relationship with Ross? Her expression shifted slightly.

Ross glared at Jessica. “You dared snarl at her?”