Love in the Limelight novel Chapter 402

“It’s my fault we don’t have any water, Bernice muttered, and Odell immediately rushed to comfort her.

“No, none of us blame you.”

Bernice said, “But Astrid…”

“Don’t drag Astrid into this unnecessarily, she never blamed you,” Elio chimed in.

Feeling the icy atmosphere coming from Elio, Bernice fell silent.

Astrid glanced at her, then looked away. “If you’re tired, you can head back the way we came. I’ve marked the trees along the path. Mr. Naylor, Elio, and I will go find some food.”

Bernice, having grown up in comfort and never experiencing hardship, was indeed struggling. The heat was unbearable and she was considering turning back. The cave was boring, but at least it was cool.

Seeing Astrid leaving, Parrish said to Clyde, “Clyde, you and Odell escort Ms. Bernice back. I’ll protect Astrid.”

“Wait, she doesn’t need your protection! You just want to hang out with her!” Clyde grumbled, but he didn’t follow. He was worried about Odell and Bernice encountering danger on their own.

On the way back, Bernice noticed Clyde’s low spirits and asked, “Isn’t Naylor the leader of your group? Why does it seem like you all follow Astrid’s orders?”

Clyde was taken aback by the question.

Before he could respond, Bernice admitted she had lied about watching their live stream. If she had watched it, she would have known why they all listened to Astrid.

But he didn’t call Bernice out on her lie. Instead, he replied, “Astrid knows a lot of useful stuff. She caught a shark when we first arrived on the island, then a snake. If it weren’t for her, we wouldn’t have any meat to eat. It’s only natural we listen to her.”

Catch a shark? A snake?

Bernice was surprised when she heard about the shark and the snake, but she quickly masked her surprise. “I’ve always known she’s capable. But do you think she’s a good match for Mr. Lampard?”

“What?” Clyde was bewildered by her question and frowned a little. “Whatever is happening between Astrid and Mr. Lampard is their private business. It’s better for us outsiders not to pry.”

“Sure, but if Mr. Lampard knew about Astrid’s past…” Bernice trailed off, then gave an awkward laugh. “Never mind, let’s head back.”

She didn’t say all she should supposed to say.

But her words left room for imagination among the netizens.

Seeing everyone carrying loads of stuff, Clyde couldn’t hide his joy. “Although there’s no meat, at least we won’t starve.”