Chapter 824 - 821: Injured (8)

Chapter 824: Chapter 821: Injured (8)

Mason Holden was at a loss for words, complaining, "Parker, you always love splitting hairs. That’s not what I meant at all."

With that, he shifted and sat up a bit straighter.

Parker Holden shot him a glance and sighed. "What, do you want to spend the night here? Get going!"

"Go where? I still have to head back to the set."

"What set? Lee, call their director and ask for time off," Parker ordered, his tone leaving no room for argument. "Mom is still waiting for you at home."

Lee acknowledged the order, took out his phone, and walked over to the window to call Director Keane. A short while later, he hung up, walked back, and said to Mason, "Director Keane said he gave Clara some time off, so he figured you should rest for a few days too. You can head back to work whenever Clara does."

Hearing this, Mason didn’t argue further. He slowly got out of bed.

Downstairs, Clara Grant stood by the side of the road, waiting for a taxi.

Her claim that she had called Seth Quinn to pick her up was, of course, just an excuse to decline Parker’s offer for a ride. She didn’t want Seth to see her in this injured state.

Besides, her mother-in-law had told her to go to the main house for dinner tonight. If she saw Clara injured, what if she made a mountain out of a molehill and forbade her from going out to film?

So, there was no way she was going back to the Quinns’ home today.

Anyway, she and Seth were currently in the middle of a spat. He probably didn’t want to see her either. As for how he would explain her absence to his parents, she would just leave him to improvise.

However, while it was usually easy to catch a cab on this street at this time of day, she waited for several minutes without seeing a single car pass by.

Clara stood there, eventually spacing out. By the time she snapped back to reality, a light drizzle had begun to fall from the sky.

She frowned, wondering if she was just cursed with bad luck today. First, she had a fight with Seth, then she fell and got hurt, and now she couldn’t catch a cab and was going to be drenched in the rain.

She took out her phone to check the time. It was already four in the afternoon. Just as she was about to lock the screen and toss it back into her bag, her eyes lingered on the wallpaper—a photo of Seth.

It had been nearly six hours since he left the set. He hadn’t called or sent a single text message.

The last time they had a disagreement over her shooting a kiss scene, he had said that even if they fought in the future, she couldn’t ignore him for more than two hours.

Did his rule only apply to her? She wasn’t allowed to ignore him for more than two hours, but he could ignore her for this long?

What a domineering tyrant!

A moment later, Clara realized her mind had wandered again. She quickly pulled her thoughts back to the present. Seeing her blackened phone screen covered in a dense layer of fine raindrops, she wiped the water off with her hand and slipped it back into her bag.

Peering down the road, she spotted a taxi approaching from a distance. Her heart leaped with joy, and she hurriedly waved her hand. The taxi quickly pulled up in front of her. She opened the door, bent down, and slid into the back seat. "Stellan Bay, please."

As Parker walked out of the hospital’s main entrance, he looked up and saw Clara on her tiptoes, waving her arm to hail a cab.

His footsteps involuntarily faltered. Just as his brow furrowed, he watched a car pull up in front of her. She bent down and nimbly slipped inside before the taxi sped off.

Didn’t she say she had called her husband to pick her up? Why was she out here hailing a cab in the rain?

It seemed the couple’s relationship really was just as disharmonious as Mason had claimed.