Chapter 47 She Had Never Left the Entertainment Industry

Stephen, who was at the other hospital bed, stared at her. Marjorie was still crying uncontrollably in Vicky's arms. She looked really weak. "Marjorie, I'm not dead. Look at me," Stephen shouted as loud as he could. It pulled on his wound, and he frowned in pain. Suddenly, Marjorie heard Stephen's voice. She lifted her head to look. There were bandages on his head and a cast on his leg. Who else would that be, if not Stephen? Marjorie ignored the needles that were attached to her hand and ran down to Stephen's bed. "Stephen, you are not dead." Marjorie looked at the person in front of her with her big eyes. She could not believe it. "That's right, I am still alive. Stop crying, you look so ugly." Stephen managed to make Marjorie laugh. Marjorie finally turned her tears to laughter. She then felt the pain in her hand. The needle attached to her hand was pulled out when she rushed over. Her hand was bleeding at that moment. "Nurse, nurse." Stephen forgot about the call button