Hearing this, Stella's face turned pale. Her hand that was holding the divorce agreement trembled slightly.
I suddenly felt that she should not be a singer. An actress might be more suitable for her.
"Nick, listen to my explanation," she said anxiously. "David is just my guest, we are just acting."
"Acting?" I smiled and kicked the trash can in the bathroom in front of her, "Is this also acting?"
If it wasn't dirty, I would even want to throw the condom in her face. Stella saw the contents of the trash can clearly. The remaining blood colour on her face completely faded away.
"You’d better sign it quickly after reading the content. Let’s make an appointment to go to the City Hall to complete the procedures."
I couldn't stay in this dirty place for a moment. I walked to the door and stopped. I turned around and met Stella's eyes full of expectations and a hint of begging. I pulled the corner of my mouth and shortly said, "I forgot to say. Happy birthday."
I checked into the hotel. After charging my phone, I saw that Stella had sent me a string of messages.