Early the next morning.
"Leaving so early today?"
Oliver Hudson looked at Annie Anne, who was already dressed, and asked in surprise.
While she was busy organizing her bag, she casually replied, "Yeah, I have a lot of scenes to shoot today."
"Eat some breakfast before you go," said Oliver Hudson, glancing at the untouched breakfast on the table with a hint of concern in his tone.
Her movement to open the door paused briefly, but Annie did not turn back.
"No need, I'm in a hurry."
"I'll take you."
Oliver Hudson reached for his coat on the rack, about to put it on, but Annie quickly pressed down on his wrist.
Annie curved her lips into a slight smile. "There's no need for that trouble, you go to the office. I've already asked my assistant to come pick me up."
After saying this, Annie didn't wait for any response from Oliver Hudson and stepped away.
Oliver Hudson exhaled slowly, his gaze lingering on his wrist for a long time before he eventually let out a dry laugh.
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