Mrs. Marsh's Revealed Identities

Chapter 1929: Spencer Meets His Beloved

Chapter 1929: Spencer Meets His Beloved

Just like in a slow-motion scene from a movie, Spencer appeared at the door of the dressing room. His gaze gently scanned over each person inside, searching for that familiar silhouette.

In the bright light, he stood at the doorway, his features sculpted like a work of art, with perfect lines and angles.

Soon enough, Spencer spotted the inconspicuous figure seated in the innermost corner, the one he had been searching for so long.

It was Summer!

Dressed in a white dress, with long, glossy black hair, fair skin, and a pretty face that resembled the image etched in his memory.

A girl was helping her with her hair, while Summer held the script, studying it intently. Exclusive © content by N(ô)ve/l/Drama.Org.

With her eyes lowered, she was unaware of anyone watching her.

Spencer gazed at her for a long time, feeling his heart finally calm down. A softness appeared on his stern face, a gentleness long gone.

It was Summer, the Summer he had been searching for all these years!

Spencer felt a mix of joy, waves of emotions rising within him, a tinge of sadness, and an urgent feeling of suppression. His emotions were complex at that moment.

"Wow, it's Spencer."

"Look, Spencer is here."

"Why is he here so early? Oh my goodness!"

One by one, several artists noticed him and began to whisper, causing a stir.

Those familiar with his filming habits knew that he never arrived early, but he also never arrived late. He always waited until he had scenes to shoot, a habit that had become a topic of conversation.

Once he was spotted, Spencer quickly averted his gaze. He didn't want to arouse suspicions, so he walked inside and chose a spot not too close to Summer.

Spencer no longer looked at her directly, but from the corner of his eye, he could feel her presence, a comforting feeling.

"Wow, it's Spencer. Look, Spencer is here."

"The hype from his previous drama hasn't died down yet. He looks even better in person than in photos."

"It's my first time working with him. Even though it's just a tiny role, I feel like I'm the lead actress! I'm so excited!"

Hearing these comments, Elisa couldn't help but glance in his direction. Was he really that fascinating?

She caught a glimpse of Spencer's profile, looking so handsome without even trying. He exuded a mesmerizing charm just by sitting there.

And Summer?

She sat at the dressing table, memorizing her lines, brewing her emotions, as if completely focused and shut off from all external noises.

Elisa collected her thoughts, fixed her hair, and whispered softly to her, "Summer, Spencer is here. You have a scene together today."

Summer then snapped out of her trance. Spencer?

Following Elisa's gaze, her eyes landed on the man not far from her. He sat calmly at the dressing table, with a striking profile – sharp, aloof, and sophisticated, tall and well-dressed.

He was young and charismatic.

Summer couldn't take her eyes off him, but he didn't turn to look at her.

A makeup artist was working on Spencer.

Summer felt his dominant aura and knew he was a natural actor, often nailing scenes in one take. This was his first major drama, and his impatience and lack of patience were well-known. He would only come in before the shoot, leaving everyone with no chance for rehearsals.

Facing such a male lead, a newcomer like Summer couldn't help but feel the pressure and nervousness.

As her first scene was with him.

Turning her gaze away, Summer hurriedly returned to her script, delving back into her character study.

Meanwhile, not far from her, Spencer also picked up the script, flipping to the lines of the female third lead… beginning to pay attention to her role.