4. Problem is Solved

Approaching the car, Ghea didn’t get in right away. She just stood by the doorway until Daniel subtly nodded his head, signaling for her to come in.

Either intentionally or simply because she didn’t understand Daniel’s cue, Ghea remained standing and instead said she was busy.

"Where should I sign?"

Daniel froze, thinking that Ghea knew exactly what he intended to do. Yes, he had planned to draft an agreement ensuring that the girl would never sue him for anything in the future. After all, he had slept with a public figure who had a massive fanbase in this country. If word got out, Daniel would be crucified by the netizens. Being a Casanova wasn’t an issue for him, but being labeled a rapist was a different story.

"Sir, do you also want to take photos? Can we hurry? I still have a few more scenes to shoot—I’m busy!"

Daniel quickly realized that Ghea didn’t remember him at all.

"That night at the Sky Hotel, you and I—"

Before Daniel could finish his sentence, Ghea had already jumped into the car. She examined the man’s face, and her sharp mind quickly caught on to what Daniel was implying.

"Wait... was it you?" Ghea immediately dropped her formal tone. She was eager to put an end to the uncertainty that had been weighing on her for the past few weeks.

"Thank goodness you seem like a respectable person."

Daniel frowned, his brows furrowing. Why is she even grateful? Don’t tell me—

"I was really worried... What if the person who did this to me was a terrible man? What if he recorded a video and spread it?"

Wait! Is she more concerned about her career than her chastity?

Unbelievable. Money truly blinds people. This is going to be easier to solve than I thought.

"Then, what do you want?" Daniel asked.

"Before I tell you what I want, I need to know why you came to see me."

"Since you already understand the situation, I don’t think I need to explain why, how, or the full chronology of what happened that night," Daniel replied.

"Yeah, and we definitely don’t need a reenactment either."

Daniel stiffened at her words. Reenactment? Is she suggesting we do it again? Whatever. He was convinced now—Ghea was a mercenary woman, easily swayed by money.

"It’s like this, Miss Ghe—"

"Sir, I hope we can just forget about that night. Let’s pretend we never even met," Ghea interrupted, her voice firm.

Daniel was surprised again, but he quickly agreed.

"Alright."

Daniel smirked. This was easier than expected. Ghea was in the same boat as him—she wanted to bury their one-night stand and move on.

"But I need to be certain of one thing," Daniel added, handing her a document with an official stamp. "In the future, if you ever face financial troubles, don’t use this situation to extort me."

Ghea took the document and read it. She nodded and smiled, seeing that the agreement wouldn’t harm her in any way.

"Give me a pen!"

Daniel handed her the pen, his eyes never leaving her as she signed the paper. Then, he signed his part as well. Now, they each had a copy of the signed agreement.

"From now on, we have no reason to see each other again," Daniel stated.

Ghea folded the document and slipped it into the back pocket of her trousers. She nodded. But before stepping out of the car, Daniel handed her a small paper bag containing a box.

"People might get suspicious if you return empty-handed. Just tell them I’m a big fan of yours if anyone asks," Daniel said.

After accepting Daniel’s "gift," he extended his hand for a handshake. Ghea smiled, but when she tried to pull away, he tightened his grip.

"Why?"

At first, Daniel wanted to ask if female celebrities took contraceptives or something similar. However, he decided against it.

"No, I just want to make sure, once again, that our issue is settled."

Ghea nodded in understanding and was about to leave, but suddenly, she leaned in closer to Daniel.

"Oh... I just remembered. Can I ask you something?"

She whispered as if she were about to reveal a top-secret matter.

"You used protection that night, right?"

Daniel froze. If she was asking this, it meant she hadn’t taken any birth control.

"Forget it, I have to get back to filming."

Without saying another word, Ghea stepped out of Daniel’s car. She smiled and even waved at Jim, who had been standing outside the whole time.

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"Jim."

"Yes, sir?"

"In your opinion, can a woman get pregnant from just one time?"

Daniel gazed out the car window. He had been with many women before, but he had never felt this uneasy.

"It’s possible, but the chances are quite low. If it happens to a married couple, they’d probably see it as a blessing—conceiving a child from just one encounter. But if it happens between two people with no ties, it would definitely be a disaster."

"Jim, why are you so blunt?"

"Apologies, sir. Did I say something wrong?"

"No… It’s just… I’m worried. There’s no way that girl could be pregnant, right?"

Why did I even meet her? I should’ve just let it be. She doesn’t even remember whose face was with her that night. Damn it! What kind of feeling is this?