Julissa's sickness didn't just weigh on her, but it weighed on Jayson as well.

Humans are always so powerless in front of illness.

Ariana felt anguished and quickly looked away.

Julissa was so exhausted that she soon fell asleep.

Seeing that she had finally fallen asleep, Jayson got up cautiously, careful not to make a sound. He pulled out a canvas bag from a corner and packed up all the plates, cups, and anything potentially dangerous in the ward.

At this moment, Ariana asked in a low voice, "Can we talk?"

Jayson took a look at his wife, then at Ariana, and nodded slowly.

The two walked out of the ward quietly. Jayson took Ariana to a cafe near the hospital.

Once they had settled down in the cafe, Jayson took out his phone first and set a fifteen minutes’ alarm.

"T can't leave my wife alone, so we only have fifteen minutes to talk," Jayson said with an apologetic smile.

Ariana noticed that his eyes were bloodshot, which proved how exhausted he was.

He was just thirty years old. That was the age at which most young men began to build their future. Yet fate had played a trick on him.

Ariana felt so sorry for Jayson. She introduced herself, "I'm Ariana Edwards, Sarah's agent. I called you yesterday."

Jayson remembered her at once.

“It's you! I didn't expect you to come here in person."

“Well, Mr. Spears, I needed to have a face-to-face discussion with you about the script and shooting." Ariana paused and took a sip of milk, wondering how to persuade Jayson to carry on with the shooting.

“you're in the same company as Jasper, but I kinda get the feeling you two are rivals, am I right?" Jayson inquired abruptly.

Ariana was stunned. Why did he mention Jasper all of a sudden?

Jayson glanced out of the window and murmured to himself, "I guess you are here to buy the script The Missing Body, right?"

“Why are you so certain that I came here to buy the script?" Ariana asked with a frown. She felt there were probably a lot of people who came here to ask Jayson to sell the script to them.