Happy Mommy Happy Daddy full novel
Chapter 127

Chapter 127 My Child Is Not Dead

Alora only used five minutes to flip through the script. The plot was very simple, but it was very difficult.

The most important thing was to show the resistance of a person being pressed on the hospital bed. Helplessness, despair erupted.

It was all emotional scenes, very difficult to act, but if it were forplayed well, the effect would be very good. Alora took a deep breath. After reading the script a few times, she brought herself into the role. She played a sorrowful woman who was obviously not sick, but was forcibly pulled to the mental hospital to be injected with a tranquilizer.

The shooting was about to begin.

The woman put on the hospital gown and lay on the bed with messy hair.

Director Lin and the people around him were adjusting the machine.

In the distance.

Mathias looked at the preparation work of the crew and frowned slightly. "Sir, is this really useful?"

"Even if we can shoot the exact same scene as before, the time does not match..."

Samir elegantly took out a cigarette from his pocket and lit it. "Since I can come up with this idea, do you think I can't figure out the time difference?" he said with a faint smile. Mathias was stunned.

At this time, the camera in the distance had been turned on.

Alora had completely entered the role.

A few medical staff pressed her down on the bed. "Come, inject her with a tranquilizer."

"Let me go!" "I'm not crazy! You guys are the crazy ones. Let me go!" Alora's hands and feet were pressed down, and she was screaming madly.

Her hair was messy, and her clothes were struggling to break free, revealing her collarbone and shoulders.

At this moment, her hair was disheveled, and she really looked like a madman.

The director in front of the camera was shocked.

He could feel the tension in Alora's acting. This explosive power, the ability to make people fall in love with each other...

She was simply a natural actor!

In the distance, Mathias was also shocked.

He looked down at the photo in Samir's hand several times.

Exactly the same.

Exactly the same...

The current Alora was exactly the same as when she went crazy five years ago in the photo!

But five years ago, Alora was crazy, and now Alora was awake!

How could...

A bad premonition welled up in his heart. Mathias raised his head in shock and looked at Samir. "Sir, could it be that Madam..."

She wasn't crazy at all? Samir pursed his thin lips tightly. "I asked you to check. Did you replace any staff related to Alora five years ago?" "Yes."

Mathias frowned, "But in the end, the news was that all the staff members who were in charge of the wife's illness went abroad one after another."

"Even the cleaners are no exception." "Although our people have already gone to various countries to investigate, it is very difficult to investigate foreign population flow." “So.....”

Samir narrowed his eyes and looked at the woman struggling on the bed in the distance. "So, Alora's medical record must be fake."

"That's right!" Mathias slapped his forehead. "If Madam really went crazy back then, why did these people leave?" All the people related to her had left. In fact, there was no silver here! "It was her father who sent her to the hospital, right?" Samir frowned lightly.

"Yes!"

Mathias nodded, "We are already investigating the whereabouts of Justin, but..." They could not replace him.

The last time this person appeared was at Banyan City's airport. He took a flight from Banyan City to a small country in Europe.

But after he got off the plane, there was no more news about this person.

There was no news of him, as if he had disappeared from the world. Logically speaking, it should not be difficult to replace information about Justin, who was either drinking or drinking every day. But no matter how he investigated, he could not replace out where Justin went, or even what he did when he was young Samir narrowed his eyes and looked at Alora in the distance. "Everything related to her is so mysterious." It was getting more and more fun.

"Alora!"

"Alora!"

Suddenly, the shocked voice of the director at the scene pulled Samir back to reality.

The scene was in chaos.

A group of people surrounded Alora.

Along with the concerned voices of the crowd, there was also a woman's heart-wrenching scream.

Samir's heart sank.

He strode over.

On the bed in the middle of the crowd, Alora held his head tightly with both hands, and his voice was hoarse and painful.

A staff member went forward to check on her condition, but she, who had lost her mind, grabbed his arm and bit him!

It took them a lot of effort to save the staff member's arm from Alora's mouth.

The flesh on the staff member's arm was almost bitten off. The wound was shocking.

The current Alora was definitely a madman!

No one dared to approach her.

Everyone retreated two meters. The doctor from the hospital rushed over with his equipment. "Give her a tranquilizer," he said.

"No."

Samir raised his hand to stop the doctor and walked towards Alora. "Mr. Rowan!"

"Don't go over!" Director Lin reached out and grabbed Samir's arm.

"Alora might have fallen too deep into the act. She is in danger now!"

Samir brushed away Director Lin's hand lightly. "It's fine."

After that, he slowly walked towards her.

On the hospital bed, Alora buried his head in the middle of his knees, his hands desperately grabbing his hair and beating his head. "It hurts!" "Alora."

The man took a deep breath and sat down on the edge of the bed. "Stay away from me!" "Stay away from me!" "Don't touch me!" Alora shouted without raising her head. Her hoarse voice made the man's eyes flash with a trace of heartache. The next second, he directly reached out his arm and placed it in front of her. "If it hurts too much, bite." As soon as he finished speaking, the woman directly bit him! "Sir!"

"Mr. Rowan!" "Mr. Rowan!"

The moment Alora bit down on Samir, everyone present was fiercely stunned. Mathias and Director Lin subconsciously wanted to rush up.

The intense pain made Samir frown slightly.

"Don't come over!" The man said these four words coldly, then turned his head gently and stroked Alora's head with his other hand. "Where does it hurt?"

The woman paused.

"Is it because you thought of something that gave you a headache?" he continued. "Alora."

"I thought that repeating the scenes from before would help you recover your memories, but I didn't expect you to feel so uncomfortable when you recover your memories."

His voice was low and gentle, like a feather brushing against Alora's heart.

His reason overcame the pain. Her head finally regained its clarity. She regained her senses.

She quickly let go of her teeth.

On the man's arm, she had already bitten out a large bite mark!

She looked down at his arm, her face full of self-blame. "Why didn't you dodge?"

"I volunteered."

The man smiled faintly, his face devoid of any reproach. He raised his hand and gently stroked her hair. "Where does it hurt?" "Here." "I just..." Alora pointed to the top of her head. "I thought of some things from the past. I wanted to remember a little more and it started to hurt." She did not expect that her head would hurt so much that she would lose her mind if she tried to regain some of her past memories. "Take it slow," Samir said as he pulled her into his arms. His gentleness warmed Alora's heart to a complete mess. She subconsciously leaned on his shoulder and spoke in a voice that only he could hear. “I remember now." "My child is not dead."