"Stella's point of view,""Mrs. Woods, why are you walking at such a rapid speed?" he asked while sprinting after me."You recently informed me I cannot slow down for you. Why are you fussing about me now that I am moving at my pace?" I gave him an indignant look.What does this man want from me, after all? When I informed him I wanted to go fishing with him as well, he said that it would be difficult and that I should wait in the hut until he returned. Why does he always think I am incapable of doing everything that he is capable of? His ego prevents him from understanding that a woman could be more talented than he is.But to my astonishment, he said that I might accompany him. What prompted his rapid mood change? Whatever the reason for his altered choice, I am glad that I am going fishing. If not, I would have been a lonely boar in this hut."You're quite egotistical, Mrs. Woods. Although I tried to help, you are still upset with me." He obstructed my path by standing in front of
"Ethan's point of view,""Would you genuinely teach me how to do fishing?" She gave me a bewildered glance.I responded, "Of course," gazing into her hazel eyes."After all, there is a competition between us to see who can catch more fish, which is why you are teaching me to fish. If you teach me to fish, then the chances of winning the challenge will decrease."She asks why I want to teach her to fish, and I don't even know the answer. I'll try whatever it takes to succeed in this challenge. Then why am I putting myself in a position to fail by introducing her to the sport of fishing?Because you don't see her losing. You are a good person who supports others when they are in need. Am I truly such a wonderful person? I can't believe it at all; my subconscious is praising me for the first time. It's unnecessary to be overly joyful because you are not a decent guy and you agreed to help Stella to change her opinion of you. Otherwise, you are a very arrogant and egotistical man. Oh god,
"Stella's point of view,""I've got another fish on my hook, Mr. Woods," I exclaimed with great excitement."Wow, Mrs. Woods, congratulations." Seeing me, he grinned.It's hard to see why Ethan Woods would celebrate; surely he doesn't forget that we're in a fish-catching competition with each other. Why does he appear so composed when he dislikes losing at any cost? He must be quite upset inside, but I suppose he's trying to act nice in front of me.No, it's not at all like that. If he had been even the slightest bit upset, he would have told you how he felt. Now that you are paying close attention to the gleam in his eyes, you can see how pleased he is with your success.After all, how could this occur if he was not at all terrified of losing? I expressed my doubt regarding my subconscious's statements.Perhaps Ethan Woods is not who you think he is; he could be someone or something entirely different. I'm not sure why, but Ethan Woods seems like a pretty good guy to my subconscious.
"Ethan's point of view,""Mr. woods What are you going to say?" Why does she become so tense as she approaches me?Should I tell her directly that I find her to be very impressive? I am drawn to her by everything about her. Since I met her, it has only focused my thoughts on her. I don't like girls at all, and I never waste my valuable time thinking about them. In every aspect of my life, she presents a challenge to me. She effortlessly defeats me in every challenge. She is the ideal match for me. Being with her is pleasant for me.She is unique to everyone and is not at all like other girls. She handles all of her work. She does not entrust any of her work to other men. Even though I am her husband, she still handles all of her work. When she refuses to accept my help, I occasionally become quite irate, which hurts my male ego a lot. But she also really amazes me with this characteristic.After all, how does she decide on this level of independence? I was never interested in getting
"Stella's point of view,""Mrs. Woods, What are you going to do with these bugs?" How long has he been asking me the same question for me? What is his issue if he has no patience at all?Why don't you then explain to him what you intend to do with these insects? My subconscious told me to respond to his inquiry.I will not do it. I don't respond to any of his statements. After all, what does he think of himself?Why are you so annoyed with him when he has only asked you one basic question? After listening to my subconscious, I became even more enraged.Why do you care so much about Ethan Woods? Did you not notice his dejection when he thought of his past girlfriend? Even now, he misses his lover a lot. He would have come to this island with his lover if he hadn't married me.Yeah, so you're envious of Ethan Woods' girlfriend; coincidentally, my subconscious is asking me the same question that Ethan had earlier.Why would I have resentment toward his girlfriend? Who is or is not in his
"Ethan's point of view,""What are you doing? Mr.Woods," As soon as I approached her, she put her hand out to stop me.After all, I'm her spouse; I have every right to be close to her. So why does she have such difficulty approaching me? Have you forgotten that she loves someone else and feels nothing about you? My subconscious amplified my rage even more.It enraged me when Stella revealed to me she had fallen in love with someone else and had even been planning to marry him before she met me. She shouldn't be speaking like this in front of me. Has she forgotten that she is discussing her ex-boyfriend with her husband?But you also treated her the same way. Also, you discussed your ex-girlfriend with her.Well, stop with the nonsense. Don't you know I don't have a girlfriend and that I was only lying to make her envious?Yet Stella is unaware of this; she believes your comments to be true and believes I truly loved a girl. I am so annoyed by my irrational thinking.Yet, it's also pos
"Stella's point of view,""Ethan Woods, who do you think you are?" I rubbed my wrists as I glared fiercely at him.He can't just impose himself on me like that. Other than our contractual relationship, there is nothing between us that would allow him to assert his rights against me. I warned him repeatedly, but to feed his ego, he left a hickey mark on my neck.What exactly is he trying to prove? His way of thinking is quite terrible. How is it he can accuse me of something so heinous?Does he think I'm only seeing my partner for a romantic encounter?Do my feelings not matter?Oh my God, what am I thinking? Even though I don't even have a boyfriend, I made up a scenario to pique Ethan's enmity. Yet, given his recent behavior, I am scared. If he responded in this way to my fabrication, imagine how he will act if he learns the truth about my past.What does he have to do with me, and why would he react knowing about my past? He only feels affection for his ex-girlfriend; I am his nobod
"Ethan's point of view,""After all, why aren't you talking to me?"I'm quite troubled by her silence. No matter how many times I ask her why she won't respond, she always just gives me the same blank stare, as if I don't even exist.She is ignoring me, but why? Tell me what I did to deserve her disregard. I questioned my subconscious.Ethan Woods, stop acting naive in front of me; you know very well why she is avoiding you. I was the target of my subconscious's ire.So, what did you want? Like usual, this time, too quietly, I would have slapped my cheek with her hand. After all, I didn't do anything wrong by halting her hand. I don't know why my subconscious is upset with me over something so trivial.You have a lot of egos. Stella is silently staring at me from across the hut, and my subconscious is using every available tactic to mock me.Whatever I did was for self-defense, not ego. Stella can not attack me without cause; after all, what did I do to justify her considering raising
Ethan~"Thank you, Avery." Steve smiled broadly at the sight of Stella's assistance. "My pleasure, Steve." Avery's face also blushed. What's going on between them? I was surprised to find them. "I hope getting there isn't too tough for you, Mr. Woods." Avery questioned me. "Not at all; with your help, we had no trouble getting here." Before I could respond, Steve answered her question. What the hell? How is it possible for my assistant's love story to be resolved more easily than mine? Stella didn't want to talk to me and locked herself in the room, and here my assistant flirted with her assistant. "Steve, please bring me some coffee; I'm starving." I felt a slight wave of jealousy as I watched him happily conversing with Avery. Why won't Stella speak to me with such affection? Because you always irritated her by showing your anger. Without asking, my subconscious gave me the answer. Avery followed Steve into the kitchen to help him get coffee for me. Why did Stella lock her
Stella~"Stella, you didn't do good by insulting Mr. Woods." Once I finished my office work and sat in my car to return home, Avery complained to me. "Avery, please don't begin now; I am already upset with what he did in the conference hall. I mean, how could he do this?" I tighten my grip on the steering wheel in anger. "Stella, you are overreacting; he did nothing wrong; he was clearing his doubts." Avery and I argued for Ethan Woods. "Really? Oh, my God! You said that The Great Ethan Woods did nothing wrong when he offered me to work for his company for my desired salary." I gave her a furious glance. "That's precisely why I'm curious why he gave you money to work for his business when, as his wife, you are obligated to do so for free." Her remarks only heighten my ire. "First of all, Avery, we are not real husband and wife; we are just contracted married. Second, if you think he owned me because of our relationship, then you are also my friend, so you too don't have to take m
"Ethan POV,""Why are you staring at me?" My face heated up when I saw her staring at me. "Nothing. You look cute when you blush." She made fun of me. This woman dares to make me feel nervous. I scratched my neck and stared at the ground. Knowing he wasn't her boyfriend brought me a sense of relief. But why did she return to California without even saying goodbye to me? Her assistant entered the office with two coffee mugs. "Welcome to California, Mr. Woods. You did a great job coming here, as Stella missed you so much last night that she couldn't sleep." Placing the coffee mug down on the table, she turned to face Stella. "Is she telling the truth?" I looked at Stella in surprise. "No, she is telling a lie; I didn't miss you." She refused to accept what Avery said to me, but her expression revealed something else. Her hazel eyes did not meet mine; her cheeks flushed. My subconscious is urging me to interpret the deep, buried emotions in her eyes, but my ego is telling me to be
Stella~"Et... Ethan... w... what are you doing here?" When I saw him standing in my office, my speech trailed off. "Who is he?" He ignored my question and cast an angry look at David. I'm at a loss for words. What should I tell him?In my absence from California, David and his mom created countless problems for my business, constantly pressuring Avery to ask me to return. I never thought my crafty aunt would team up with Mr. Chang to harm me. At first, she used her fake affection to lure me into marrying her son, but when I refused, she switched tactics. She physically attacked me just before my wedding. If Avery hadn't helped me escape through the backyard gate, things could've been much worse. Poor Avery, she even broke her leg, saving me from Aunt Lily.I thought marrying Ethan would end Aunt Lily's interference, but she keeps finding ways to meddle. Today, she sent David to try to negotiate a deal-she wants a 50% share in my company in exchange for keeping my past life secrets
Ethan~"Open the door, Stella." I knocked on my room's door, but she didn't respond. Huh, what's wrong with her? I tried to be civil by asking her permission before entering, but what does she think of herself? She's not Queen Victoria, from whom I should request entry into my bedroom. My male ego forced my hand onto the doorknob.Are you planning to confess your feelings to her in this manner? You've already realized how you feel, so don't let your ego control you now. Otherwise, your love confession will feel more like an invitation to war, my subconscious advised, trying to calm the fury rising inside me.I loosened my grip on the knob and padded softly into the room. "Where are you, Stella?" Anxiety crept in as I found the room empty. I searched the bathroom-nothing. Where could she have gone at this late hour?My heart started pounding. I had put so much effort into preparing to confess my feelings to her, but it all seemed futile now. She's gone. It took me a long time to und
Stella~"Stella, how are you feeling now?" Seeing concern in his eyes, I rubbed my own in disbelief. What happened to this monster overnight? How could someone go from being a monster to a nice guy in a single night?"I'm feeling tired," I finally replied. I could feel the heat of his palm beneath my cheek. Oh, he waited for me to wake up the entire night while sitting here. I felt as though I had entered a different universe.Shut up and stop being dramatic, my subconscious scolded. I already told you he's not as bad as you think."Get up quickly so we can go to the doctor for a checkup," he said, assisting me as I got off the bed. After my parents' deaths, I hadn't experienced this much concern from anyone, so seeing his genuine worry made my eyes moisten. I quickly wiped my tears, not wanting him to make fun of me for crying."Stella, how are you feeling right now?" His grandparents entered with worried expressions."Grandma, she's all right. You don't need to worry about her." E
Ethan POV "Please move away from me; what are you doing?" She attempted to shove me away from her."Stella, don't move, please. They have their eyes on us," I said softly in her ear."Who's watching us closely?" she questioned, staring directly into my eyes."My grandparents." I pointed towards the shadows that had appeared in our chamber."Get away from me, Ethan. Your heavy body is choking me." She tried to shove me away once more."No, I can't." I felt a wild impulse to kiss her pulpy lips. As soon as I met her hazel eyes, I lost all sense of reality. I don't know how my hands were able to grasp hers firmly or how my lips could latch onto hers. I kissed her and felt a peculiar calmness. It had been a while since I saw my grandmother this happy. I hoped to grant her wish. I wanted to clarify grandma's confusion, but my grandparents were so happy about her pregnancy news that I couldn't bring myself to ruin their joy. As I licked her soft lips, my hand inadvertently moved to her s
Stella POV "Stella, how are you doing?" His grandmother was rapping on the bathroom door. I washed my face with cold water and then dried it with a towel. I looked in the mirror and saw myself. My eyes were red, and I looked pale. It was all because of the sight of mutton on the table. I completely neglected to mention that the sight of the mutton on the dinner table made me sick to my stomach. Since it's impolite to get up from the table before dinner has even begun, I did my best to contain my nausea. However, I had to bolt for the bathroom when I saw the red meat in front of me. What will they think of me now? I must apologize to them for my impolite behavior.With hesitation, I opened the bathroom door. I apologized for ruining the dinner, bowing my head in embarrassment."Stella, I'm grateful that you granted my wish." His grandmother gave me a joyful hug before I could say anything further. I became perplexed when I saw her joy. In my quest to understand her enthusiasm, I gla
"Ethan's POV""When did you arrive here?" She turned to face me, her stuttering making it clear she wasn't expecting me to enter her room. She hadn't noticed me standing in front of her door because she was too preoccupied talking to herself in the mirror. Seeing her stunning beauty, I started having hiccups once more. She looked even more breathtaking in this outfit than in the afternoon. Perhaps her messy hairstyle and minimal makeup contributed to her overall beauty. Why did her outfit make her appear so tall? My masculine ego was dismayed to see her standing before me, staring directly into my eyes. However, I'm relieved her boyfriend can't contact her right now. She must be upset with her partner for not getting back to her in the morning. That's why she claimed not to love him."Shall we proceed?" She gently waved her hand to break my train of thought. Stopping her from receiving calls from her boyfriend satisfies my ego. She will now be with me all the time.You violated y