My Movie Star Ex-Girlfriend

Under a pitch black sky and a cold breeze swirling around the H City, Caroline Young, along with the directors and other actors and actresses, was having a good time in the VIP room of a popular pub in the city. They were all enjoying the booze the pub was serving, and even Caroline let herself go all out with them to celebrate the smooth sailing of their new TV drama.

All of them were delighted, especially Caroline, as the ongoing TV drama they were working on was an adaptation of a famous novel with millions of fans. Meaning, that even with no or less effort in publicizing it, the drama would surely hit the box office, making the actors, actresses, and directors even more popular. Moreover, all of Caroline's co-workers in the play were big-time celebrities, even if it was her first TV series after signing a contract with Pleasure Entertainment. So, she would be dragged along to their level by this series, as her agent told her.

All their backs were laid back in their seats, booze in hand, enjoying the night, when Caroline's phone suddenly rang out. Upon excusing herself, she went out of the rowdy VIP room and picked up the call.

A moment later, Caroline was done talking with the caller and dropped the call. But when she turned around, she saw Lucien Smith holding a cup of honey water in his hand.

Lucien was entitled Best Actor at the recent Flower Awards and was the hero of the ongoing play. He was an exceptional and well-known actor, but unlike other famous celebrities, he was unpretentious.

This series was the second time Caroline and Lucien worked together, and they had numerous scenes together in this drama. So, after more than three months of shooting, Lucien and Caroline got along together and eventually became friends.

"I saw you drank a lot, so I asked the waiter to make honey water for you," Lucien explained before walking over to Caroline and handing her a cup of honey water. "Drink it now. It'll help you become sober," he added.

Appreciating his thoughtfulness, Caroline took the cup and expressed her gratitude, "Thank you."

Occasionally sipping the honey water, they went to the terrace and began to converse.

"You seem to be in a good mood today, huh?" Lucien remarked, gazing at the gleaming stars in the dark sky.

"Yeah, I'm glad to be in the drama," Caroline honestly answered, looking at the cup she was holding with a sweet smile on her lips.

Lucien propped his arms on the railing and gazed at Caroline with intense emotion in his eyes. He then said, "Me too."

Their chitchat lasted for several minutes before Caroline decided to go back to the VIP room, thinking that others might look for them.

Unexpectedly, as she was in her high heels and was also a bit tipsy, she accidentally missed her step on the short stairs when she was about to walk out of the terrace.

Fortunately, Lucien was watching her and quickly took action. He immediately grabbed her arm with his right hand before she stumbled.

"Be careful," Lucien said.

With his right hand on her arm, he supported her at her waist with his other hand, allowing their bodies to be only a few inches apart.

Amidst their thin distance, concern overflowed into Lucien. "Are you hurt?" he worriedly asked, looking down at Caroline and checking her for possible scratches.

But Caroline shook her head and said, "I'm fine, thank you."

"You are really drunk. Let's return to the room, and please, no more drinking," Lucien said. Then he held Caroline's shoulder and offered, "Let me support you."

Caroline had a high tolerance for alcohol, but she was surprisingly inebriated tonight because the liquor was too strong compared to other drinks she had tried, making her head spin and her vision blur.

Thus, on their way to the VIP room, she was staggering and kept falling into Lucien's arms, despite the latter's support.

As Lucien had all his attention on Caroline, they accidentally bumped into someone.

Upon looking up, Lucien saw a tanned man dressed in a black T-shirt, dungarees, and black hiking boots. Despite his body being wrapped up, it was clear that he was toned, giving him the appearance of an athlete.

But what Lucien didn't overlook was the man's expression, which was icy and clearly not one to be trifled with.

Seeing this, Lucien hurriedly apologized to him, "Sir, I'm sorry, she drank too much..."

But he hadn't finished his apology when Caroline groaned, "My head hurts."

Her dizziness consumed her entire being and worsened when they collided with someone. She now felt her head was about to split open.

"Who's that? Why did I bump into a hard surface?" Caroline asked as she hardly raised her head to see who was in front of them.

As she was tiddly, her vision was a bit hazy. But after several minutes of focusing her eyes on the man in front of her, her vision gradually improved, and she finally saw the man's face.

The second Caroline recognized that the man was Simon Johnson, her mind was immediately jolted awake, and her body straightened up.

Subconsciously, her feet took a step back, and her hand crept up Lucien's arm.

Simon, on the other hand, simply slid his hand into his pocket while expressionlessly staring at the two people in front of him. Slowly, his gaze was drawn to Caroline's hand on Lucien's arm, making him snort.

Caroline heard the derision in his snort, and her grip on Lucien's arm tightened unconsciously, alerting the latter.

Sensing something was up, Lucien frowned in bewilderment and looked at Simon and then Caroline. He didn't want to jump to a conclusion, so he asked, "Carol, do you know each other?"

'Carol?' Simon echoed in his mind.

It was obviously Lucien's endearment to Caroline, and Simon was not that dumb not to know it. With that thought, he couldn't help but sneer again in derision.

Caroline heard his sneer for the second time, and this time, she broke out in a cold sweat. After almost five years since she dumped Simon, she had never expected to see him again, even in her wildest dreams.

Caroline didn't want her life entangled with Simon's once again, so she clung to Lucien's arm and answered, "No, I don't know him. Let's go; others might be looking for us now."

With that, Caroline dragged Lucien over to the direction of their VIP room. And surprisingly, her drunkenness seemed to vanish as she walked straight as if she had not been tipsy earlier.

Meanwhile, Simon remained at his spot as he watched Caroline walk away, clinging to another man.

But instead of being consumed by exasperation, he was preoccupied with Caroline's slender body, which exuded elegance in every move. At first, Simon's gaze was on her exposed shoulders and back, revealed by her tube-style, backless silver-white dress. Then, a moment later, his gaze was drawn to her waist, swaying side to side with each step she took. But his eyes narrowed as he gazed at her calves in the end.