Surprised Wife With Twins

Chapter 2128: His Summer, Not Riverflow

Spencer met her gaze and for a moment felt it was an illusion. Did she want an answer because he was important to her?

"Spencer," Summer looked at him calmly and asked seriously, "Have we met before? Do we know each other?"

Spencer held his breath as he looked at her. "Summer," his throat felt dry.

"I had a car accident ten years ago and lost my memory," she confessed to him, treating him as a friend. "I don't remember some people and things from before."

"Why do you ask?" Spencer didn't answer immediately. "Do you feel... a sense of familiarity with me?"

"Maybe... maybe it's just an illusion because we filmed so many kissing scenes today," she said sincerely, not denying his guess.

Spencer met her gaze, feeling a deep sense of guilt. How he wished he had been by her side back then! He was overwhelmed with emotion but had to consider the consequences before telling her everything. "Summer, Spencer, are you two ready?" The director's voice interrupted. "Let's start the next scene while everyone is still in a good state."

Both Spencer and Summer glanced at the director and collected their thoughts.

Spencer hadn't figured out how to answer Summer yet, so he took the opportunity to walk towards Andrew. Summer didn't press further but felt something was off. Who exactly was this Spencer? Why did he feel so familiar?

It was as if they had known each other for a long time-a familiarity that no one else could replace.

"Spencer, what did she ask you?" Andrew had been observing them.

Spencer took the script from Andrew and replied softly, "She asked me twice if we knew each other before."

Andrew's chest tightened. "What did you say?"

"I haven't answered yet," Spencer admitted. "I don't know how to respond."

Andrew remained silent for a moment. "You need to think it through. If you tell her, will she believe you? And if she does, what then? You still don't have evidence against Rupert Brightwood." The director spoke again, "Scene ten-three, take eight, ready!"This text is property of Nô/velD/rama.Org.

Spencer glanced at the script and handed it back to Andrew. He composed himself and walked towards the sofa.

"Spencer, do you need two pillows? Maybe try it first so I can check the angle," the cameraman suggested professionally.

Without taking off his shoes,

Spencer lay down on the sofa. He placed one pillow under his head, and the cameraman added another, observing from different angles. "This way your facial expression is more relaxed. Are you comfortable?"

"I'm fine," Spencer replied.

The cameraman handed him a book. "Open it to any page."

Spencer did as instructed, lying casually with an irresistible charm.

"Summer, are you ready?" The director asked the girl at the corner of the stairs.

"I'm ready," Summer replied with a smile.

"Alright, ready! Action!" At the director's command, all crew members got into position-lighting adjustments were made, and cameras were set.

Several cameras captured both

close-ups and wide shots as Summer descended the stairs gracefully in her dress, her eyes filled with affection for the man reading on the sofa.

As she approached him according to the script-Tristan had been waiting in the living room while she put on makeup to see him-Spencer put down his book upon hearing her footsteps. "Summer." He looked up at her with a charming smile.

Summer paused in surprise; even the crew was stunned. The director's face changed. "Cut! Spencer! What are you doing?"

Half-propped up on the sofa, Spencer glanced around in confusion, not immediately understanding what went wrong until he realized everyone was staring at him. "It's Riverflow!" The director reminded him.

Only then did Spencer realize he wasn't in character. "Sorry," he apologized to Summer. "My apologies." He felt quite embarrassed.