At such an urgent period, I begged him not to lend a helping hand to SG Jewelry Magazine again for the sake of love.

Hearing this, Clarence looked at Stella, “Which part do you feel unwell, I’ll call the doctor.”

Stella tried to be tough and said, “Haha, I’m acting.”

Clarence was speechless.

Sherry was speechless.

Stanford was speechless.

Clarence seemingly did not intend to let her go due to this. He grabbed her thin and fair wrist and dragged her into the lounge at the side.

Stanford was awe-struck, “What’s going on?”

Sherry’s smile became stiffer, “It’s because…of some entanglements in a love relationship.”

In the lounge, Stella forcefully withdrew her hand, “Don’t worry, Mr. Conrad. The money I owe you will be returned to you later after she show is over without a minute’s delay.”

So he did not have to come backstage at halftime to remind her of this.

How come she did not find that this wretched man was so petty in the past.

It was obviously agreed to give her a month but it seemed that he really wished to remind her of this at regular intervals.

“I’m not…” Clarence paused. His good-looking eyebrows slightly furrowed, “How do you get the money.”

“I never steal, rob or cheat anyway. I earn it with my own capability.”

Seeing her being so confident, Clarence was infuriated. He snorted, “If you’re so capable of earning money, why did you force me to marry you at that time.”

Stella pursed her lips and spoke after a long time, “I’m sorry.”

Seeing that her face was even paler than just now, Clarence was a bit annoyed, “Where exactly are you feeling unwell.”

“Nothing,” Stella spoke casually, “Maybe it’s because I’ve never been on a catwalk before so I’m a little nervous. Whenever I’m nervous, I’ll get sick to my stomach and want to vomit. I’ll be fine after it’s over.”

As she said, she assured too, “Don’t worry, Mr. Conrad. This won’t restrict me from paying back the money to you.”

Clarence directly ignored her latter sentence, “Who let you go to the stage.”

“There was a problem at the last minute. A model has been sent to the hospital and I’m the only one who can replace her.”

“What does it matter with you whether they are short of models, you’re just a designer.”

Stella twitched her lips, “Yeah, I’m just a designer, I’m not Mr. Conrad who can ignore everything and be unsympathetic.”

Clarence was silent for two seconds, “It seems that you’re indeed acting.copy right hot novel pub