Hannah blinked her big eyes at Simon. "Simon, can you help me fasten my helmet strap?"
Simon smiled indulgently, stepped forward and carefully fastened her strap. He even meticulously checked all her equipment.
Noticing my gaze, Simon turned around helplessly and was about to come over to fasten mine.
I took a step back and buckled it myself.
He let out a cold huff, seemingly annoyed by my rejection.
Since it was the last day, I didn't bother arguing with him.
While checking my phone, I saw that Simon had sent me several messages over the past two days. Another one had just come in.
I scrolled through them one by one.
The first was. "Are you playing hard to get? That won't work on me."
The latest one read. "Even jealousy has its limits. Keep this up and don't expect me to talk to you when we get back."
Still as arrogant as ever, acting like I was waiting for his attention.
With two hours left before the end of filming, I didn't hesitate to block his number.
The recording wrapped up quickly and the crew gave us free time to enjoy the snowy mountain.
I wanted to avoid Simon and Hannah, but they seemed to haunt me wherever I went.