MY Pink Love

Chapter 2 It Suits You.

After a long day of meetings to finalize the plans, the team and the main actors were left with headaches from the constant bickering between the leading lady and the villainess. The situation only worsened when the male lead showed up, causing the leading lady to escalate her antics. It was hard to tell if this was real life or just a scene from the drama. It seemed like they didn't need to act out the drama; just filming their real-life interactions would suffice.

"P' Deal, you don't have to come back and pick me up. Go take care of your mom. I'll get home on my own. Yes, I understand. Don't worry. Bye." Prawfha, who had just walked out of the agency building, reported to her manager before expressing her intention to return to her condo alone. She didn't want to inconvenience Nadon, who was visiting his mother at a hospital, by making him come back to pick her up.

"Praw!! Wait!" A young man following the leading lady called out, rushing to grab her arm to discuss their unresolved issues.

"Let go of me!!" Prawfha instinctively shook off his hand. She didn't want to see this man who had been bothering her. She'd once opened her heart to him and felt good about him, but it hadn't reached the point of love. Now that she saw his true colors, she decided to cut ties early. That was her strict rule about relationships.

"Praw, I'm sorry. I didn't mean to look at Nin like that," Pheera pleaded.

"It's in the past. You've used up all the chances I gave you. Let's just be good friends," Prawfha replied calmly, showing no signs of distress. To her, he was just another flirtatious man.

"Am I so unforgivable, Praw? I just looked at a woman. It's natural for men, isn't it? Don't be ridiculous. Come on, we need to talk," Pheera's frustration grew. He'd just only looked at a beautiful woman, nothing more.

"Let go of me, Phee! Where are you taking me? It hurts! Let go!!" Prawfha struggled against his grip, which left red marks on her wrist.

"Let's talk this out, Praw. This isn't over. I won't let it," Pheera insisted, trying to pull her away from the growing crowd of onlookers.

"Praw, Phee, where are you two going?" Ninlada suddenly appeared, eyeing Pheera's grip on the leading lady with displeasure.

"I have some things to clear up with her," Pheera replied, not even glancing at Ninlada this time. His focus was solely on the leading lady, who was still angry with him.

"Let go. We've already talked. Here she is! You can go with her. That night, you looked at each other like you wanted to make out at that spot. Ninlada, you can have him," Prawfha taunted, trying to free her wrist, but Pheera held on tight.

"No! Praw, you have to listen to me," Pheera persisted, ignoring the growing crowd. Ninlada decided to intervene to separate him from the leading lady.

"Then, let me clear things up with you, too," Ninlada said, placing her hand on Pheera's, which was gripping Prawfha's arm. She gently caressed his hand, making him momentarily forget his anger. A man like this doesn't deserve Prawfha.

"Disgusting!" Prawfha exclaimed as Pheera's grip loosened. She pulled her hand away, disgusted by both of them, especially Ninlada. She couldn't understand why Ninlada always went after the men she was with.

"No, Praw, listen to me," Pheera tried to shake off Ninlada's hand and called after the leading lady, who was already walking away without looking back.

"This one's mine, Phee. You're not the right one for her," Ninlada said, her tone turning cold as she let go of his hand. She then followed the leading lady closely.

"Damn it! What's the hell?" Pheera was frustrated by the behavior of the women around him.

"Wait, Praw! Wait for me," Ninlada called out, worried about the leading lady. She'd been watching her since she talked to her manager and knew she planned to go home alone. She intended to drive her home, but Pheera had interrupted and caused a scene.