As I searched through my bag for my phone, I steadied myself on the table and stood up. "You guys go ahead and watch, I'll take this call." Dominic Hartnell reached out and offered me a helping hand, reminding me to be careful and not get bumped into by anyone. I smiled at him, reassuring him not to worry and that my parents would keep him company. Then, I turned around and walked towards the side. It wasn't until I reached a corner that I finally found my phone. The flashing name on the incoming call notification was Nicholas Scott. Instead of answering immediately, I glanced towards Dominic Hartnell, who was still sitting with my parents, before pressing the answer button. Soon, Nicholas Scott's voice came through the phone. However, his once captivating voice sounded hoarse today, with a hint of exhaustion. "Liliana Zanetti, this is Nicholas Scott." I paused for a moment, then chuckled, "I know, I saved your number and have caller ID." There was a two-second silence on the other end of the phone, followed by a few soft chuckles. "Heh... I'm a bit out of it, being foolish." Hearing Nicholas Scott's seemingly teasing joke, I furrowed my brows, a trace of worry crossing my mind. "Nicholas Scott, are you okay? You seem tired. Have you started filming a new movie recently? Haven't been resting well?" There was another brief moment of silence on the phone before Nicholas Scott's voice came through, "Liliana Zanetti, are you concerned about me?" Upon hearing this, without any hesitation, I replied, "Of course, we're friends, aren't we?""Nicholas Scott, did something happen to you? I feel like something's off." Since the day we parted at the wrap-up banquet, I hadn't contacted Nicholas Scott at all. At first, I felt a bit awkward, as if that day wasn't as harmonious as it seemed. Then, there was a series of meetings with parents and getting the marriage certificate, which occupied all my thoughts. Once everything settled down, I thought it would be better to avoid any misunderstandings by not mentioning Nicholas Scott, especially since Dominic Hartnell always found fault with him whenever they crossed paths. Besides, Nicholas Scott was always busy, and even if I tried to reach out to him, he might not have the time. Furthermore, it seemed like he went on a vacation, as his latest update on his official Weibo account simply said two words, "taking a break." After that, while browsing Weibo, I happened to visit his official account and noticed that he hadn't updated any news. Actually, I think he really needs some time to rest and recuperate. If he keeps busy like this for a whole year, even someone as strong as him will eventually break down, not to mention the injury he suffered before. So, considering all this, I couldn't possibly disturb him anymore. It's been almost two months since I last contacted Nicholas Scott. Today, I was surprised to receive a sudden phone call from him. I don't know if it's just me being sensitive, but I felt something was off about him. I couldn't put my finger on it though. "Liliana Zanetti..." On the phone, Nicholas Scott didn't answer my question. He just elongated his voice and called out my name. I quickly responded, "Yes, I'm here. What's wrong? Are you upset? Are there haters? I have time now, do you want to talk to me?"Now I was even more worried. Nicholas Scott's state was not right. Suddenly, I remembered the news about celebrities who suffered from depression and didn't receive proper treatment, leading to their suicides. Could Nicholas Scott also have such issues? Even though he has become famous internationally and is a sensation in Asia and Hollywood, mental illness doesn't care about these accolades. Maybe the more famous he gets, the greater the psychological pressure? As I delved deeper into this thought, I felt scared. I quickly pulled a chair from the side and sat down. What should I say? Should I comfort Nicholas Scott first and tell him that there's nothing he can't overcome, that there will be a rainbow after the storm? Oh, and I should also mention his loyal fans. Despite the haters, the majority of people still love him. Even though he is a big star now, at the end of the day, he is just an ordinary person with a physical body. He can't see himself as a golden ticket, and not everyone will like him. My brain went into overdrive, and in just two minutes, I had already thought about so many things. But before I could gather my thoughts, Nicholas Scott abruptly changed the topic and asked, "Liliana Zanetti, you and Dominic Hartnell... the photos you posted on your social media, are you two together now?" Hmm... upon hearing this, my tense nerves instinctively relaxed, and I turned my head to look at Dominic Hartnell and the others. A smile unconsciously appeared on my face. "Well, it's about the May Day incident, but we only got engaged. As for the wedding, we'll probably have to wait until next year." "I'll send you a wedding invitation then. If you come, my wedding will definitely be a hit." I replied cheerfully, laughing to myself.However, I only managed to laugh a couple of times before I suddenly froze, unable to continue. Nicholas Scott's unexpected words had caught me off guard. He said, "Liliana Zanetti, I like you." I was stunned for a while before regaining my composure, awkwardly chuckling and saying, "Um... don't joke around like that, we..." "I'm not joking!" My unfinished sentence was abruptly interrupted by Nicholas Scott. I could hear the urgency in his voice as he exclaimed over the phone, "Liliana Zanetti, I'm serious. I like you, and I want to be with you." I closed my eyes, feeling a headache coming on, and rubbed my throbbing temples. "Nicholas Scott, I'm already married to Dominic Hartnell. You... I've always considered you a friend." Nicholas Scott sounded heavy-hearted and despondent, and there was even a hint of pain in his intermittent voice over the phone. "We were friends... at first, I... I don't even know when my feelings for you changed, Liliana Zanetti. I always thought I would never be moved or fall in love, but you... you're different." "Liliana Zanetti, will you leave Dominic Hartnell and be with me? I will treat you and our baby well. I will love and cherish you for a lifetime, and I will treat our children as my own. Your parents and family, I will..." It was the same kind of vow and promise, but it felt completely different to me when I heard it from Nicholas Scott. When Dominic Hartnell uttered these words, I was overwhelmed with emotions of warmth, happiness, and satisfaction. However, now that I heard them from Nicholas Scott, a sense of unease crept over me. The more genuine and heartfelt his words were, the faster my heart raced with bewilderment. Unable to wait for him to complete his sentence, I hastily interjected, "Nicholas Scott, that's sufficient, please cease!" Immediately, the voice on the opposite end of the phone went quiet.