Seeing her pale face, still trying to protect him, I suddenly felt bored.
Hung my fist down and twitched my lips in mockery.
"You're still protecting him?"
But Kilian, on the side, played the good guy, looking incredibly aggrieved.
"Ronan, it's my fault, about her having a heatstroke and a miscarriage."
"I'll find another model. Just take Heidi back, her body can't handle it."
"I don't want to affect your relationship because of me. Let's call it a day."
Upon hearing this, I let out a short, cold laugh.
"You're quite good at pretending."
His appearance couldn't fool me, but made her feel extremely heartbroken.
"Kilian, how can you say that? We're already halfway through the
progress and you won't have time even if you find a model!"
She then turned her head and glared at me.
"Ronan, get the hell out of here right now! I'm modeling of my own free will, it has nothing to do with him!"
My eyes slightly reddened as I gritted my teeth and asked her.
"Heidi, I'll ask you one last thing, are you coming with me or not?"
She rolled her eyes.
"Don't you understand human language? I'm telling you to get out! Get out of here right now! Or we're getting divorced!"