Hollywood Domination Chapter 316: The first night of living together (Part 1)

Almost as soon as she asked, Jenny realized her gaffe—this was an overly personal question, even implicitly provocative, and most importantly, in her capacity and in this matter Given Li's position, she can be said to be the most unsuitable person in the world to ask this question: How does Cesare answer this question? If you answer no mind, then you have no moral bottom line and no humanity. If you answer mind, it seems that he is hypocritical. You Cesare first proposed this fake marriage, but you wanted to do it in a low-key manner at that time, and get it without paying the price. It's just a benefit. Now that the situation has changed, we have to do something big. Jenny is doing her best to help you. If you say you mind, doesn't that mean that you are just thinking about taking advantage?

In addition to her preset position and the tone of the question, she has already hinted at her attitude towards this matter. As a person who proposes a high-profile marriage, this is actually very inappropriate. Putting invisible pressure on Cesare—in any case, it is Jenny’s responsibility to help him solve this problem. In fact, Cesare is the one who benefits from this matter. As the proposer, Jenny expressed any displeasure They were all putting pressure on him, at worst there was a kind of flattering feeling, so she had been very careful not to show the slightest displeasure in front of Cesare.

However, the question has already been asked, and even if there is damage, it has already been done. Jenny can only observe Cesare's expression, secretly hoping that he can feel her sincerity. This question does not contain too many personal emotions, and It's not that she wants to complain, it's just a matter of fact, or a kind of curiosity, she really wants to know what Cesare thinks, and thinks that her relationship with him is enough to talk about such a personal issue—OK Well, anyway, the fact that they're already standing in the kitchen making dinner together is kind of proof, isn't it?

Cesare paused for a moment while chopping vegetables, but he didn't look angry—he didn't think Jenny's question was an offense, but shrugged, "It's a meaningless question, so I don't Let yourself think about it. Since you're asking, then—well, maybe I do have some discomfort."

The previous slight awkwardness slipped away, and Jenny began to feel that the conversation became more interesting. She suddenly realized that although Cesare and she often communicated with each other, this was really the first time in several years that they were discussing his. Personal emotions—his private life. This man is closed like a clam. Except for the time when he was sick, they talked about his teenage life and his dislike of illness, she knew almost nothing about his personal life and preferences. It is a serious information asymmetry.

"It's terrible," she said, stepping forward to remove the chicken from the boiling water, and went on to throw some broccoli in the water, "This marriage was destined to have a sad end before it even started—" My husband doesn't like me at all."

"And the feeling is mutual," Cesare said, adding the onions to the pan, tossing them a few times before walking away to chop the tomatoes. Like—if not repel.”

"Is it that obvious?" Jenny said with a smile, she had her hips akimbo, and picked up the spatula to help Cesare turn the pot.

"If you pay attention, there are actually many signs," Cesare said. "Before I walked away this afternoon, I noticed a change in your mood. It feels like you almost missed Judy this afternoon. Crazy."

For some reason, Jenny suddenly felt like laughing. She bit her lip to suppress the laughter, but she failed in the end, so she had to laugh and say, "Ah, what a failed fiancee I am, and what a failed actor." Ah, remind me not to enter the career of an actor, Cesare, otherwise I am afraid that I will accomplish nothing in my life."

Cesare raised his eyebrows and looked at her speechlessly.

"Ha-ha," he said dryly, "--watch out!"

He rushed over to Jenny and turned off the fire, let the hot water that was about to boil out of the pot die down, dumped the boiling water, and threw the broccoli into the dehydrator. Jenny was taken aback, and stood in front of the stove watching Cesare's movements. It wasn't until Cesare reached out to her that she suddenly realized that the onions in the pot should be turned.

"Sorry, sorry," she said, handing the spatula back to Cesare, and walked back to the salad spinner to tear up the chicken and broccoli.

There was a moment of silence in the room, and then Jenny said, "But really, it's one thing to fake a wedding and quite another to really start planning a big wedding. I don't know you Do you feel the same way, if it's all on paper, it's legally a marriage, but psychologically—you know—"

"Yes, psychologically, it's as if none of this happened." Cesare said, and he went back to cutting tomatoes, but Jenny couldn't stand it anymore.

"I'll cut it for you," she said, walking to the edge of the cutting board, "go to the pot—go, go, anyway, you haven't started cooking the noodles yet, the salad can be done later."

"Okay." Cesare paused, looked at Jenny carefully, and finally said reluctantly, "Anyway, if you cut it, the medicine box is nearby."

Jennie gave him a big white eye, lowered her head, and was slowly and carefully cutting the vegetables, determined not to make a single mistake, so as not to give Cesare an excuse, and Cesare began to unpack the bacon, and found out A big bag of pasta.

"—but when it comes time to actually start talking about the wedding, yes, it will all be different." Maybe it was aroused to talk, maybe it was observing Jenny's interest in this topic, this time he took the initiative to start the conversation. "You get a—I don't know, I guess, a sense of bewilderment, a little bit of self-doubt, don't you? Feel like you're selling a part of your private life again for... well, sure In other words, the exchange is a lot of money.”

"And the future of the company." Jenny added, "Because money laundering is risky after all."

"But if you want to say that, the risk of litigation for the company can still be converted into money," Cesare pointed out, "So I think it is really human to feel that you are not enough. To be successful, it can be said that you are still a little poor, because you still have to worry about money, and you still have to sell something that you cherish, at least for you, for money.”

"Are you talking about you or about me?" Jenny asked as she stepped forward to add the tomatoes to the pot and wash the cutting board.

Cesare handed her three strips of bacon, "chopped - both, I think this should be the feeling you and I share. But we have different ways of handling - do we like it? No, neither , but since it seems destined to happen, I will choose to deal with it quickly, but you usually tend to avoid it and don't make a decision in the first time."

Jenny has to admit that what Cesare said is very reasonable, and his observation skills are indeed very keen-this is a great feature of her character, and she does not have the energy to force herself to correct it every time .

"So you're being **** yourself, and I'm kind of pampering myself," she said, "or I'd rather wait and see if something changes, and your quick approach may sometimes Let you lose the room for regret."

"This is also a point of view." Cesare said that he had already set up a pot and boiled a large pot of water on the fire. Put it in the pot. "I think it's just two styles. I can't say which is better. If delaying for a while makes it easier for you to accept, then I don't see why you can't delay. At the end of the day, this is your wedding, and the person who can call the shots is of course It's you. Judy and the rest of the sponsors would love to be the protagonist - but they can only bow to your will in the end."

"Thanks - you really know how to make people feel good," Jenny said. "Wow, that sounds like I have a real authority - I can call my own wedding!"

She couldn't help laughing, "I don't know where the most absurd thing about this matter is, it is a luxury to dominate my wedding, or this sentence really makes me feel happy." Feeling a real sense of authority really made me feel better.”

"You must have the consciousness to live in a post-modern way." Cesare said casually, "It's still what I said, don't be dominated by the herd mentality, there is nothing wrong with living differently from the masses No."

He opened the can, added a little stock, and tomato sauce to the pot, then covered the pot to let the sauce simmer, and Jenny went back to the sink, picked up the chicken and tore it absently.

"What about you? How do you feel about the way you live?" she said, "—I guess you don't like it too much."

"Of course I don't like it, but I can handle it." Cesare said, he sprinkled a little salt into the pot, grabbed a handful of spaghetti, and glanced at Jenny, who swallowed hard. , but still shook her head firmly—she has rejected many delicacies. In fact, because of her long-term light diet, many famous dishes in famous restaurants are too strong for her. When eating with her, she doesn't even enjoy much fun. There are only a few restaurants that pay attention to the original taste of the food that she likes, but even so, it is not difficult to shake her head and say no to them. When she saw her face, she even longed to shake her head at the meal in front of her—but at this moment, she found that she was really tempted by this spaghetti, and the years of dieting seemed to show its cruelty once again: this It was the dinner she helped make, but she couldn't bring herself to eat it.

"And if I decide to have a big wedding and make tens of millions of dollars from it, you're not against it?" she asked, watching Cesare drop the handful of spaghetti vertically into the boiling water.

"Of course I don't like it, but I can handle it." Cesare repeated, he covered the pot, took out the newly opened timer and twisted it to a scale, took a step back, hugged his arm and leaned In the dining chair, "That should be quite exhausting, but considering that in the end you have to donate most of the profits-this is also a certain degree of helping others. I am not a kind person, but this level of I am willing to work hard to support charity."

"Support charity." Jenny laughed so hard that she couldn't even hold the broccoli, and she shook her head while laughing, "Oh, Cesare, my God, you are really good at finding reasons for yourself, aren't you? Support Charity—the wedding becomes very noble right away, doesn't it?"

Cesare gave a silent smile, not one of his series of commercial expressions, he was almost amused, and even twisted his eyebrows rewardingly at Jeanne, as if boasting of his wit , and Jenny couldn't help shaking her head more and more vigorously, "You know, it's very stressful when you make me say no like this-it seems that if I refuse to hold a wedding of the century, I will suddenly become a person who is not enthusiastic. Like a charitable cold-blooded person—"

"So, you plan to keep it low-key?" Cesare asked, "You won't accept the highest offer from "People"?"

"It's enough to provide a few photos, let's go with our original idea," Jenny shook her head, "only invite a few insiders, this will minimize your pressure - use Valentino for the wedding dress , no other additional sponsorship, no tiara, and of course no jewelry other than rings, this is a complete waste of money—”

"Your indifference to jewelry is astonishing," Cesare commented, "Of course, it's not that there's anything wrong with it, but it's quite rare among women."

"If a celebrity starts to pursue possession of jewelry, it is tantamount to giving money to a jeweler," Jenny commented, "after all, except for a wedding ring, there is no jewelry that you can confidently wear for more than three months. More than half a dozen social occasions - all jewelery is shelved for a while after the first trimester and diamonds are so worthless given how ostentatious and silly it is to wear them on a daily basis , the same is true for jewelry-grade rubies and sapphires - your cash flow will be eaten up by jewelry, and when you start thinking about liquidating them, you will find that they are not as valuable as you think, especially when you liquidate jewelry By the time you're out, everyone will know you're starting to run out of money—so, using your logic, no, I don't buy jewelry, other than to borrow some jewelry to wear when I go to parties."

"This is... well, a very rational point of view," Cesare seemed a little surprised, he thought for a while, nodded and said, "I have to say, it suits my taste."

Jennie twisted her eyebrows at him in the same way, opened the bottle of olive oil and fruit vinegar, and carefully poured a few drops of oil into the seasoning bowl, Cesare said, "No, no, put more— —This is totally too little.”

"I'll add a little more to your share later," Jenny said, pouring vinegar and salt into the seasoning bowl. "Come back to business, so, do you have any objections to doing this? No sponsorship means no income, of course. From another point of view, the expenditure will be very low. We can hold the wedding in that pavilion. According to the original plan, Mary will be the witness of the wedding, and only four or five guests will be invited. After that, we will hold a big party, which is regarded as housewarming and newlyweds. What do you think about holding a reception together?"

"Of course I wish for it." Cesare shrugged, "You know, this will reduce the pressure a lot for me, and maybe even cancel the wedding altogether, just take some photos for "People"——Since Now that everything has become a big mess, I think it will not be so difficult to use my relationship to let the city hall bypass some procedures for us."

"You mean to bypass the steps of going to the city hall in person, and let the city hall give up the witnessing ceremony, and directly handle the marriage certificate for us?" Jenny asked, she was a little excited, but also worried, "Will this happen?" Will it not cause public opinion to attack?"

"There may be some comments about star privilege, but there should be nothing that Judy can't handle," Cesare said. He opened the lid and began to stir the sauce. kitchen, "This is also very common in Hollywood, I have thought about suggesting this before-but I think you would rather have a more grand wedding than just take a few pictures in a wedding dress, and give full play to this The social function and publicity effect of the occasion..."

"Please, please, let's just do this," Jenny said impatiently, "God, I thought you were going to want to make it a little more grand and make the story more believable—"

"With my acting skills?" Cesare raised half of his eyebrows at her. "Sitting in a room full of friends and family, including my father and mother? Do we really know each other, Jefferson?"

"You haven't told me about your relationship with your parents..." Jenny murmured, but quickly surrendered in Cesare's eyes, "Well, I admit, my social intelligence doesn't need You can guess it even if you say it—but your acting skills are actually pretty good—”

Thinking of his performance when he appeared for the first time, Jenny couldn't help snickering a few times, and then continued, "At least it's much better than you expected, and it seems that there is still potential to be tapped—yourself Well, how do you feel? Have you gained a bit more confidence after that night?"

"Acting is indeed not difficult." Cesare said thoughtfully, "But I don't like it—so I can avoid it, thank you."

Jenny smiled happily, she picked up a vegetable leaf that fell by the pool, and made a gesture to throw Cesare, "—but you are very enthusiastic about arranging me and Josh—now you know that this kind of thing is dangerous How difficult it is, apologize quickly, and express your apology to me!"

"Didn't the scandal with Josh help you?" Cesare raised the lid of the pot to her defensively, and continued to stir the sauce, he justified himself, "Besides, I am also very enthusiastic Arranged my own sham marriage, didn't I? So there's no double standard here, it's just that you don't need the exposure that news like this now-"

The timer rang, and the conversation was temporarily interrupted. Cesare walked to the stove, turned off the fire, scooped up the noodles, and rinsed them under cold water. Jenny also speeded up the steps of making the sauce. Remove from the dehydrator, portion a bowl for the Cesare, and drizzle generously with some extra olive oil. Cesare also quickly prepared a large plate of pasta bolognese, took out two dinner plates, knives and forks, and placed the plate on the dining table.

"Water?" he asked. Jenny nodded. "Thank you."

On the long dining table in the kitchen, the two sat down facing each other. Cesare picked up some pasta for himself and continued, "However, the feeling of participating in it is indeed different from watching it. If this is what you want to ask, it is indeed more difficult than I thought."

"Really? Isn't it?" Jenny said with great interest, "It's really not as simple as I thought, right? ——Actually, the most important thing is a psychological feeling, that sense of loneliness and insecurity— —”

"Yes," Cesare swallowed the pasta, took a sip of water, and said solemnly, "After I really participated in the personal life of the star, I did change my opinion of Chris. Some childish actions of -"

"Wait!" Jenny yelled, and she repeated in disbelief, "Chris—why is it Chris instead of me—"

"Of course it's Chris, why do you think it's you?" Cesare glanced at her inexplicably, "You've only moved in for a day, and you've already shown that you're not used to this lonely life, but Ke Reese has lived in his bay mansion for several years. Think about it, he lives alone on a hill, in a mansion. His terrain is even more closed, and there is no second resident in sight—"

Jennie couldn't help but admit that what he said was very reasonable, but she did feel that Cesare praised Chris—it was hard to let go, and in her tangled expression, Cesare continued, "So I also forgive Because of all the trouble Chris had with those parties, he’s still a very popular, middle-class boy at heart, and it’s kind of overwhelming to leave him alone in the mansion.”

"So you think his previous affairs were essentially for him to distract and cover up his fear of this kind of emptiness?" Jenny couldn't help being attracted by Cesare's words— —Although Chris was a close friend of both of them, Cesare almost never commented on his personality to Jeanne, never shared his private opinions. "That way, you'd think he's pathetic—you know, having no friends to distract you from, and only using his fame to attract some company—"

"It may not mean that you don't have friends, but you have to admit that friends have their own lives," Cesare shook his head, "and this may not be a helpless choice, after all, his previous life is very important to many people. Pretty fun and engaging to say the least, and Christopher probably did have a really good time at it for a while - though, if I had to say, he still has a strong family of origin in his character, and Chris is still in need of love And attention, very eager to settle down, as for his previous affairs, there are also elements that crave attention, he hopes that his actions will attract some restraint and criticism, which will make him feel his true self—— Obviously, it is not the created marketing image, the product of the star-making industry—the real him is still cared about, he still has a complete life, and has not been completely swallowed by the external star image.”

"It's like a little boy who needs the attention of adults, so he deliberately pushed the vase down." Jenny said, she squinted and recalled the image of Chris when they first met, and then shook her head, "But it's hard for me to put this Lovely image applied to him, you know, he's just—pretty nasty, when we first met."

"But he can also be very likable, you must have a say in that." Cesare gave Jenny a playful look, and Jenny gave him a blank look, "This is indeed a common problem for stars, both inside and outside Off balance, it's just that everyone handles it differently - and that's what I appreciate about Chris, he's almost entirely used to ignoring the loneliness and enjoying the perks that come with stardom, which, you know, What kind of life does it mean - special treatment, influence - wherever your eyes look will become a place of abundance-"

Jennie nodded involuntarily, and Cesare continued, "But after he understood what he really wanted, he stopped enjoying this kind of enjoyment. Of course, he has a good relationship with Mir now, but when he met Before you get to Mill, try to think about how he lives in a big house, a room that big, all by himself - now we all know what it's like - and he can pick up the phone whenever he wants , enjoying the company of more than twenty young girls—”

"Okay," Jenny sighed, "you've convinced me that Chris deserves some credit, especially since we all knew how naive he was a few years ago."

Having said that, she was still worried about Cesare's choice to be considerate of Chris' difficulties. Smile, this is that rare real smile again, it makes him look younger in an instant, even like a newcomer in society who just graduated, and he will be overjoyed because of a boring joke——

"You did it on purpose," Jenny glared at him. "You did it all on purpose, didn't you? Damn it, and I fell into your trap—"

Cesare really laughed out loud, and he said while laughing, "I'm sorry, I just didn't expect that you really need others' praise so much—you really want it to this extent, it seems that from some kind of From a perspective, your childishness is comparable to that of Chrisby..."

Jennie stared at him, chewing the lettuce in his mouth angrily, Cesare took a sip from the water glass, he glanced at Jenny, turned his head again, his shoulders trembled a few times before recovering normal expression.

"However, to be honest, I really didn't expect you to need praise from others as much as Chris," he said, "because you are obviously much more mature and self-controlled than him, and I think you are too. Be aware of this. In a way, Chris is still a kid, and you are a social being, and our engagement shows that - it's hard to imagine you'd be able to give Chris a vacation. Engagement, you will be very worried that he will screw it up."

"He won't accept such an arrangement." Jenny shook her head and said sincerely, "You can say that he hasn't grown up, but you have to admit that in this respect, he has a lower limit than us all. .”

"That's true." Cesare thought for a moment, and put a mouthful of pasta into his mouth, "So he is not as rich as us—the world is fair."

Jennie nodded wordlessly, and the table was silent for a moment. She watched Cesare enjoying the spaghetti bolognese enviously—although it seemed healthy, it was undeniably heavy in salt and sugar, because Put in tomato sauce, but it looks really **** good - chewing on the tasteless salad in my mouth, after a while, I can't help but say, "You know what, I found something very interesting .”

"hm?" Cesare was still burying his head on the dinner plate, holding up a fork to deliver pasta to his mouth. Speaking of real home occasions, there are actually quite a lot of expressions, and sometimes they are not so decent and elegant.

"None of us like fake marriages, that's for sure," she continued, letting go of the realization she had just acquired, "but there are different points of dislike, and I, obviously, don't like Weddings, I don't like selling my private life for money, I don't like the symbolism of it in general, if you know what I mean - but you, what you don't like is mainly acting in front of the camera , as well as bodyguards and paparazzi, what you don’t like is the inconvenience caused by this, but for the first marriage for money, you seem to be well adapted and contented, don’t you?”

Cesare chewed while thinking, and after a while, he pointed to Jenny and nodded, expressing his approval, took a tissue to wipe his mouth, swallowed and said, "Your observation skills are always appreciated , Indeed, I seem to think so."

"But—" Jenny said, expressing the puzzled meaning in one syllable.

"It does sound contrary to common sense." Cesare thought for a moment, "But I really don't think it's a big deal—this is a marriage with a clear purpose, it has its important meaning, and it can solve a problem for us. Immediate and urgent, high-stakes issues, no confusion, friendly from start to finish, no harm done, no spillover to bona fide 3rd party - you have to admit, it's better than Malibu , Beverly Hills, and even 80% of all marriages in America are more constructive, aren't they?"

Facing the calm Cesare, Jenny experienced the feeling of being speechless for the first time. She wanted to find evidence to overthrow this argument, but she couldn't think effectively—a part of her couldn't help thinking Cesare's words reveal: his childhood, his parents' (she noted sideways) multiple marriages, and the stories implied by the 'spoilage to bona fide third parties', which combined with Cesare once revealed The information, the story that can be easily guessed——

"Uh... well." Eventually she decided not to touch the subject, which was a bit—too personal for a friend to bring up lightly—"I didn't expect your views on marriage to So...reality, you know, because you proposed to Lilian—"

Jennie regretted it after she finished speaking—they never talked about the night when Lilian escaped from marriage. She privately thought that it was the most vulnerable and sad night for Cesare, at least the saddest she had ever seen At night, and she wasn't invited to witness that scene at the time, so talking about it hastily felt like... crossing the line, even though the atmosphere of the conversation now is very natural and relaxed.

"I'm sorry," she said quickly, lowering her head to drink water, not daring to look directly at Cesare's expression, "I didn't mean to...just pretend I didn't say anything."

Cesare did not speak immediately, but Jenny could feel that he was not angry, on the contrary, the aura he exuded made her feel that he was thinking——

She took a bold look at him, and Cesare did not show anger, sadness, anger, or any reaction to trauma, and his shoulder line was not even tense. It could be seen that her problem It didn't make him feel offended, nor did it arouse his defensive reaction, on the contrary—if Jenny's observation is correct, under the light golden eyelashes, Cesare did show nostalgic eyes, not sad, Instead, it was full of nostalgia. It seemed that Lilian was completely in the past for him—a beautiful past, but it was already in the past after all.

"You're right," he finally said, picking up his fork again and turning the pasta. "I did not have such a clear understanding once - maybe this will make you unbelievable, but I was indeed young -"

Jenny couldn't help but yelled, "Although you guessed it, I still have to say - I really can't believe you were ever young."

There was a slight smile on the corner of Cesare's lips, as if saying 'as expected', he put the noodles into his mouth solemnly, and continued the topic after a few chews, "I did have When I was young and ignorant, if I want to say it, I have maintained a relatively pure state of hunger and thirst until now. I still have a lot to learn—it’s just that my weaknesses and ignorance are not necessarily human. Known, not at all by my clients. They just need to know how good I am, how reliable I am, when I feel insecure, confused, unsure, messed up - it's my own thing."

"So when you represented me, you often groped and tried, and then pretended to be a veteran and admonished me? Even when Dameng was first established, and even now?" Jenny exaggerated He shouted, "So you are a complete liar? Everyone has been deceived by your calm appearance, and they don't know that you have no real material, only skin skills—even fake skin skills?"

"No matter how many times I deal with problems while studying, when I admonish you, you have to believe, Jefferson, I must be very confident," Cesare gave her a white eye, Say in an unquestionable tone, "Because you were such a dish at the time, such a fool-now, are we going to bicker or continue to talk about this topic?"

Of course Jenny wanted to continue talking about this topic. She and Lilian hadn't even discussed this matter much. She hurriedly made a zipper motion on her mouth, and winked at Cesare obediently and begging for mercy. squinting—and Cesare shook his head, and continued, "When I was 26 years old, I never seriously considered marriage. In my mind, it was a chaotic concept. Since many people get married in the second half of their 20s , and I have a girlfriend who is in a stable relationship, then it is logical and expected to propose after three years of dating—at least it is in line with the expectations of ordinary women, and it is also responsible.”

He started rolling the pasta again, "I also have only a vague idea of ​​what happened after the proposal, we should live a traditional white fence life, because Lillian is such a traditional girl-you know Her personality."

Jennie couldn't help joining Cesare, too, and smiling with him, because Lilian was indeed such a girl, a girl who makes one smile when one thinks of her.

"And this kind of life is in line with my expectations. One thing I can be sure of is that I will never get married and divorced in a hurry like my parents. I really yearn for this kind of white fence life. I I don't know how we can achieve this after the proposal," Cesare shrugged, "but, since most people do this, then I think it should happen so naturally. So, I proposed— —and then of course you know very well what happened next.”

"You can skip this paragraph if you want." Jenny suggested, but Cesare shook his head.

"It's not a painful memory," he said, "it's not anymore. On the contrary, Lilian's reaction makes me feel very lucky now. If she hadn't stayed sober, we might have fallen into the same old life. In the same rut, starting yet another hasty and thoughtless marriage - then ending embarrassingly, with profound repercussions for any children that might have existed at the time - it is not responsible to enter into marriage when you haven't thought it through On the contrary, this is the most irresponsible approach, and I am very glad that Lilian finally made me understand this, and also let me understand that I am not capable of having such a life.”

"Uh..." Jenny said, feeling a little embarrassed because it did sound pathetic. But Cesare looked quite normal, and he didn't seem to think that this was something to be sad about.

"It's not something to shy away from," he said. "You know very well that Lillian doesn't like Hollywood, and that distaste has affected her vision of the future for both of us, and her dislike has a lot to do with it." For the right reasons, I can't ask her to adapt to Hollywood, ideally I would leave Hollywood and choose another industry, one that doesn't touch her bottom line too often, but I- just don't want to do it, I know it , she loves me so much, she's probably the best girl I could ever meet, and she's put up with it for me for years, and now it's my turn to give - but I just don't want to."

He took a sip of water and shrugged, "A person who can't put his lover before his career can't have a marriage, at least not in the traditional sense, the kind of marriage I've dreamed of, it's very simple based on a simple axiom: where you spend your time, you will be rewarded. In fact, after figuring this out, I felt so much more at ease. The fog cleared and I understood how it works. I also understand that I can't do both, and I have made a natural choice. If I must say, in my relationship with Lilian, I am the one who really feels guilty. You see, after I figured it out Before this point, I wasted too much of her time and gave her too much affection. If her loathing of Hollywood hadn't accidentally saved us, it might have taken us many years to find out painfully and laboriously. This principle causes - the troublesome harm I mentioned before."

"Oh." Jenny moaned in a low voice, "Don't tell me you told her these words."

"I did tell her," Cesare said, with a slightly puzzled look on his face, "is there anything wrong with that?"

"There's nothing wrong with that," Jenny said feebly, "but I guess she won't like it."

"Indeed, she cried," Cesare gave Jenny a strange look, as if wondering why she could guess so accurately, "She said she was sorry for me--in fact, she didn't have to, it was just Question of choice - I can honestly tell you that, for some reason, I feel kind of...relaxed knowing that I can give up trying it altogether. And that's probably why I'm not averse to the idea of ​​a fake marriage, I figured, since I didn't expect to have a holy marriage, or a marriage at all, it would be pretty ideal to use it to solve a problem for myself, wouldn't it?"

Jenny felt at a loss for words. At that moment, she couldn't help feeling sorry for Cesare just like Lilian—the more sincerely he was confused, the stronger this feeling of regret , she understands that she should not speak out her true thoughts, but——

"I can see how you feel," said Jenny, and she sighed, mostly to herself—really, she shouldn't have said it. "And it's not for me to tell you this, especially after I advocate that we should continue to perform our marriage contract—but I still want to tell you, Cesare..."

"Maybe you feel that you are not capable of loving, or you choose not to love, or love plays a very secondary role in your life—" She looked at Cesare and said sincerely, wanting to put her own The emotion was conveyed to him who was frowning slightly—he was even rolling the pasta, "And I can't promise you that you will have such ability, you will still meet a true lover, and then you will regret—— I will not tell you these nonsense, but I want to tell you, really, you have to believe me, I have told you from the perspective of someone who has experienced it, no matter how indifferent or hopeless you are about normal married life, this It still doesn’t mean that you can use your marriage as a bargaining chip to exchange for other benefits without any obstacles. Maybe you think you can now, but the moment you actually get married——you will feel the real taste of this idea, Only then will it turn around and bite your **** fiercely, really, then you will understand that your thinking is wrong, no matter what, you should not treat your life so slowly, you should not You should treat yourself so slowly, and the price you pay for doing so is far greater than you think..."

She looked at Cesare, and the look in his eyes slowly changed—first suspicious, then touched, thoughtful, and deeper doubts—undoubtedly, just like Cesare just now, her words It reveals so much information that for a listener who has enough details and knows enough about her, the words themselves contain a story, and she can imagine the logical deduction and construction-she has experienced Ever had something like this? She had been married in the unknown past? Could all this have something to do with the last time she suddenly looked differently at a kid from a rich family? And after she has experienced it once, knowing how heavy it is, will she choose to repeat the same mistakes again? Isn't this——

"Isn't it..." Cesare began, he paused, seemed to be searching for the right words, but finally said it directly, his dark blue pupils - almost green in the light ——gazing intently at Jenny, as if wanting to get to know her again through this sharp question, "If you already have a deep understanding of this, but still choose to do this-isn't it... ridiculous?"

"Yes," Jenny said in a low voice, she could not disagree with Cesare's statement, "isn't this very sad..."