Warning My Mommy is A Savage

chapter 1516

Natasha quickly removed the look in her eyes and instead made herself visibly, severely hurt. "No," she replied lethargically, "please come in."

Maurice came in and saw the person in the hospital bed.

There was a bright scar on Natasha’s face, and she was bandaged all over, including her hands and legs.

Maurice walked toward her and asked caringly, "Ms. Natasha, how are you feeling?"

Natasha was touched at how caringly he asked about her.

Was her love coming to her, right after she scored a hit on Charmine?

Her hands clenched tightly under the blanket as she tried to contain her excitement. She retrieved the lovestruck look in her eyes and said, "It doesn't matter that my body is hurt, but my face..."

She put on a painful look and reached out to feel her scar, sobbing, "I'm scared that no director will ever ask me to shoot..."

Still at her bedside, Maurice looked at her face gently and said, "Ms.

Natasha, don’t worry about this. The scar on your face is a small issue; the scar won't stay there. Since your acting skill is good, the directors won't give up on you just because of a mild scar."

Natasha let go of her hand and looked at him with her watery eyes, feeling her emotions stirring.

Gosh!

Was she dreaming?

Why was Maurice praising her so gently?

She sniffed and asked in disbelief, "Maurice, do you actually mean this? Or are you saying so to merely comfort me?” "I meant it." Maurice added, "If the directors no longer sign with you, I'll introduce you to the directors that I know. I’ll help you get the roles that

suit you."

Natasha looked at the gentle man in front of her, feeling perplexed. She thought she was hallucinating.

Was it because her assistant told the reporters that she admired her, and it moved him?

Had it sunk into him that Charmine was an evil person, that he no longer liked her?

Delighted, Natasha turned to exchange a look with the assistant.

The assistant understood her and went out of the ward knowingly to give them some space.

After the door was shut, she looked at Maurice with her watery eyes and said, "Thank you, Maurice." "It's okay," replied Maurice kindly, "I'm doing what I should be doing."

Natasha pursed her lips and seemed visibly shy. Just as she was about to say something, however, Maurice spoke again, "Ms. Natasha, since you’re feeling okay, and it won’t affect your career, could you please stop attacking Charmine? Declare to the press that she didn't harm you intentionally."

Natasha was still lingering in Maurice's kindness, but when she heard what he said, her entire expression changed.

She looked at Maurice incredulously.

"Maurice, what are you talking about? What do you mean, 'stop attacking her'? She's the one attacking me all along, can't you see it? She hit me the other time, and you were there to have seen it, too! How could you say such things?"

Maurice pursed his lips and said, "Ms. Natasha, the reason Charmine hit you was because you invoked her anger first. She tried to be kind to you."

The truth was that Maurice did not know anything. He only remembered what Charmine told him and vaguely guessed it: that Natasha was the one plotting the waterweed incident under the lake. Belonging © NôvelDram/a.Org.

Although they had no evidence, as long as Charmine said it, he would believe her even without proof.

Natasha’s expression changed, and she had a look of guilt in her eyes.

Maurice knew she was the perpetrator? How?!

That person would not expose her at all! How would they find out?

With that in mind, Natasha put on a perplexed look and pretended as if she knew nothing. "Maurice, what are you talking about? What do you mean that I angered her first?"