Defying Fate: The Unstoppable Eileen by Lopez family's

Chapter 113

The whole scene took only a few minutes to complete.

After it was over, Eileen felt pretty pleased with her performance. She looked at the man beside her,

who was wearing a cool expression, and asked. “I think the performance went well, don’t you?”

Egbert bit his lip; only his upper body was visible outside the blanket. He replied casually. “Hmm.”

“Our emotions were on point.” Eileen encouraged him, then lightly patted his shoulder, saying, “Keep it

up; I think we can nail it in one go tomorrow”

Egbert remained silent and gave her a glance.

Eileen got out of bed and slipped into her slippers. “Well, I’ll head back now.”

Egbert didn’t respond.

With her slippers on, Eileen left the room. Once the door closed, Egbert let out a deep sigh, rubbed his

aching forehead, and chuckled self-deprecatingly, “I sure know how to get myself into trouble.”

The next day began with that intimate scene in bed.

Surprisingly, the filming process went smoothly.

Galen was moved, saying, “Finally, we’ve found the right vibe.” There was no doubt; this time, they got

it in one take.

Eileen had several marks on her neck and collarbone.

As she wiped herself with a tissue, she proudly bumped Egbert’s shoulder, saying, “See, I told you.”

Egbert paid her no mind. He got out of bed silently and walked towards the bathroom.

Galen was smoking, watching Egbert’s back, and chuckling. “Mr. Reed is quite innocent”

Eileen didn’t quite catch that. She put on her clothes and walked quickly to Galen’s side, feeling

curious. “What do you mean?”

Galen gave her a sidelong glance. “You think everyone’s as caref

as you?”

Eileen felt unjustly scolded, and her face filled with confusio

“What’s wrong with me? I contributed to the success of that scene!”

She pointed to the monitor displaying the just-played bed scene, pointing out her great acting. “Look,

my expression here is alluring, and here, I kissed him passionately. I bit down hard, and here, I acted

really well, right?”

Galen couldn’t take it anymore. “Can you not be so self-absorbed? You’re way too invested in your own

love scenes!”

Eileen froze. “I’m analyzing, okay? Your directing style is weird. Didn’t you ask me to find my groove?

How can I find my groove if I don’t remember these details?”

Galen grabbed the thermos next to him and took three sips of water before saying, “Just get out of my

sight.”

Eileen didn’t budge. She shouted. “What did I do wrong? Tell me! Tell me if you’re such an expert!”

Egbert came out of the bathroom and saw Eileen and Galen arguing.

Eileen stood with her arms crossed, looking like she was ready to throw a punch.

Egbert frowned and approached. “What’s going on?”

Ignoring Egbert, Galen slammed the table and began yelling at Eileen. “Is your head filled with air?

What I want is emotion. A performance that comes from the heart, with story and atmosphere! I want

acting that stems from within, do you understand?”

Eileen immediately retorted. “If you’re belittling me like this, then why did you approve the scene?”

“Eileen, you…” Galen clutched his chest and slumped weakly in his chair, looking quite feeble.

Egbert understood the reason behind all this now.

Seeing that Eileen was about to infuriate Galen further, he took her hand and led her out of the room.

Once outside, Eileen began to complain. “Galen’s always like this. Even when I haven’t done anything

wrong, he finds a way to criticize me.”

Egbert felt a headache coming on and said wearily, “Acting requires technique, and you like mastering

technique. There’s nothing wrong with that. But some more emotionally driven directors don’t want to

hear about it. They want the actor to resonate with the character from within and then react.”

Eileen furrowed her brow. “I did resonate; otherwise, how could we have succeeded?”

“Right.” Egbert said calmly, “It seems like you resonated enough to fool Galen.”

“What do you mean by ‘enough’?” Eileen looked unhappy. She felt like her professional abilities were

being questioned.

Egbert looked at her and suddenly asked. “Then who do you think I am?”

“You?” Eileen instinctively said, “Egbert.”

Egbert shook his head.

Eileen tried again. “Mr. Reed.”

Egbert continued to shake his head.

Eileen furrowed her brow. “Egbert Reed?”

Egbert still shook his head.

Eileen fell silent. After a moment, she asked tentatively. “A super handsome guy?”.

Egbert hesitated and fell a little silent.

Eileen pursed her lips and stopped guessing. “Then who are you?”

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Egbert said coldly. “I’m your husband.”

“Ah.” Eileen paused for a moment, then nodded repeatedly. “Oh, right.”

Egbert sighed.

Egbert didn’t want to talk to her anymore. He said helplessly, “Go change your clothes and get ready

for the next scene.”

Filming went quite smoothly from the morning until it was over.

During lunchtime, Eileen and Galen made up like nothing had happened. The reason was that the

cafeteria staff, fearing Galen’s authority, didn’t dare give Eileen any special treatment.

Eileen started to butter up Galen to get an extra serving of food.

Galen fell for it, and she got two portions of grilled salmon.

“Wow!”

Midway through their meal, someone suddenly exclaimed.

Everyone turned to look at the person.

It was a prop assistant who caused the commotion. After noticing that all eyes were on him, he turned

red and hastily apologized. “Sorry, sorry. I was looking at my phone, and when I saw Eileen, I was just

so surprised.”

“Me?” Eileen still had rice on her face as she looked up from her lunchbox and gazed at the crew

member. “Did I do something wrong again?”

The assistant hurriedly said, “No, no. It’s because you danced so well. I was just so amazed.”

“Danced?” Eileen raised her lunchbox and stood up to check the assistant’s phone. She saw the video

of her dancing with Colin.

Oh, that one.

At this point, everyone else took out their phones, too, and they all started exclaiming after watching it.

“Eileen, you’re such a great dancer! Did you study dance in elementary school?”

Eileen took a bite of her food, swallowed, and said, “I’ve never studied dance.”

Nobody seemed to believe her.

She shrugged, not bothering to explain further. Her body coordination was excellent. In a historical

drama she had filmed a few years ago, she learned traditional dance in just two hours.

Egbert also took out his phone and opened a video. In the video, Eileen was wearing a revealing outfit

and dancing intimately with a stranger. After watching for a few seconds, Egbert’s face turned serious.

He stopped the video and coldly said, “Not attractive.”

Eileen looked at him.

Galen offered a fair comment. “She did dance quite well. There are over ten thousand comments

already, and many people are praising her.” “Really?” Eileen hadn’t cared much before, but hearing

praise made her excited. She eagerly asked, “Read some to me; what are they saying?” Galen opened

the comments and began to read aloud. “Is this Eileen? Is it really her? She looks so delicate, unlike

the Eileen I know.”

The room suddenly went silent.

Galen paused for a moment, trying to ease the awkwardness. “Maybe it’s because the difference is too

big. Let me see what the next comment says. This one is a compliment; it says, ‘Wow, is this Eileen?

Has his gender reassignment surgery finally succeeded?”

Eileen grumbled; she was starting to get upset.

At that moment, Egbert coldly remarked. “I told you it’s not attractive.”

Eileen fumed. “Is this how a husband should behave?”

She moved to slap him, but Egbert caught her wrist and pulled her onto his lap. “I was just joking,

dear,”