"Your future mother-in-law is seriously ill in bed and urgently needs a kidney transplant to save her life... Silver Fox, you won't just sit by and do nothing, will you?" Asked Stephanie.
So that was the reason.
Sebastian's face lightened up slightly and said faintly, "Anything else?"
"Other than that, I just want the title of a president's wife! I don't need anything else; I can support myself!" Answered Stephanie.
Sebastian sneered silently. Women sure knew how to lie.
Stephanie, already labeled a gold-digger in his book, had become utterly untrustworthy.
"Fine, you'd better really be able to do that." Said Sebatian.
Such a shameless request could be understood for the sake of her mother's serious illness. Still, asking for anything further would be too much.
Hearing his tone, Stephanie got annoyed and said, "What do you mean, Silver Fox? Do you think I agreed to marry you just because of your status and wealth? It was you who said you wanted to take responsibility for me! I only reluctantly agreed to marry you because I happened to need these things! I don't even like you! If I hadn't lost my virginity, who would want to marry someone as old and ugly as you – nearly 12 years older than me? Hmph!"
With that, Stephanie angrily hung up the phone. But after hanging up, she regretted it a bit.
Venting her anger felt good, but what if he got mad and went back on his word?
Sebastian was indeed shocked by the "old and ugly" comment. His face darkened like a burnt pot, looking extremely displeased.
Was he ugly?
Was he old?
Was the age difference really that big?
It was only nine years!
Whatever, there was no point arguing with a young girl who only sought empty fame.
Sebastian was quite efficient in handling things.
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