She believed that Damian was an understanding man. But that didn't mean she would take advantage of his tolerance and do whatever she wanted. Going to a bar to dance might be something he couldn't accept.

Looking at Stella through his sunglasses, Damian knew she was lying.

"Go to bed early tonight. Don't wait for me. I'll try to come back as soon as I can," Stella said.

After she had packed all her things, Stella left without taking her easel or any other painting ...