"Ethan's point of view,""Where are you going, Mrs. Woods?" I questioned her as soon as she left her seat after finishing dinner."Mr. Woods, I believe that after saying good night, people frequently go to sleep."She spoke to me in a grating manner."No, it's not at all like that." I had to keep her from falling asleep. After all, how is it she can snooze so quickly? She now needs to make the same swing for me as well so that I can get a good night's sleep.Oh, so that's the reason you challenged her. I revealed my strategy to my subconscious.Yes, of course, I know fully that if I asked her directly to make the same swing for me, she would never pay attention to me, so I informed her I have no faith in her ability. And as I had expected, she became enraged and agreed to my challenge.Oh, so you're attempting to manipulate her with such mind tricks? My subconscious questioned me angrily. Naturally, what is wrong with it?You could also make a request.Why does my subconscious have suc
"Stella's point of view,""Mr. Woods, What are you doing here?" I had just about drifted off to sleep when I suddenly sensed someone close by."Mrs. Woods, I can't sleep down there because the sand is so chilly." He said this, thoroughly repositioning his body inside the swing."You cannot join me for sleep." I quickly positioned my body in the swing's corner."Why?" With his hands behind his head, he asked a question."Because I specified in our contract that you will keep away from me and not think about our relationship as husband and wife," I uttered in a furious tone.After all, how is it he occupied my swing like this? What does he think of himself as?"Mrs. Woods, You'd better not bother me with your chatter because it's late and I've had too much sleep." He said this while yawning."What do you think about yourself?" I asked as I punched his chest."Although I don't need to introduce myself because everyone already knows who I am, if you are very curious about who I am, then l
"Ethan's point of view,""I can't adjust my body adequately, so, Mr. Woods, could you please move your body a little more?" Her hand was trying to stay under her head.I've already moved my body so that it doesn't touch her, and if I slide even slightly farther than that, I'll lose my balance and tumble off the swing."Mrs. Woods, I can't move much more than that; you'll have to get used to this area," I spoke in a hushed tone."I would have utilized every single one of the coconut leaves on this island if I had known in advance that a person with the personality of Hulk would sleep with me on this swing." When I finished listening to her, I couldn't stop giggling."Hulk, what did you say to me? People keep calling me handsome, but you are the only person in the world who has given me such a strange name."She and I were so close that if either of us moved even a fraction from our positions, our bodies would undoubtedly come into contact. My nose picked up on the scent of vanilla perf
"Stella's point of view,""Are you sure?" He gave me a perplexed expression.Oh my God, has there ever been a more awkward circumstance?I firmly declined when he first asked if I wanted to rest my head on his shoulder. So now I've gone and requested that he carry my weight by resting my head on his shoulder. Considering my statements is making me incredibly furious right now.He must be thinking about me right now. How can I accomplish this? I told him he should forget about it for tonight. There has been some type of agreement signed. Why did I tell him that? Am I mistaking my legal contract marriage with him for a proper marriage? I currently feel quite disappointed in myself.Oh, stop over-analyzing yourself so much. Attempting to sleep in such a cramped area by physically contracting will cause significant discomfort. You have not asked him to join you on your honeymoon; you have just sought permission to lay your head on his shoulder while you sleep. Put your head on his shoulde
"Ethan's point of view,"The next morning, as I opened my eyes, I was utterly astounded by what I saw. My eyes were blown away.Is this real, or am I dreaming?Stella has her head on my chest and is soundly dozing. I kept one hand underneath her head and firmly gripped her waist with the other. My legs were squeezing between her legs. Oh my God, what would happen to me if this stubborn girl opened her eyes and discovered that both of us were sleeping like this?I don't want her to give you a good morning slap on the cheek at all; therefore, you need to instantly separate your feet from her feet. Even before I got out of bed in the morning, my mind teased me.But even if she awakens because of my shaking, she will be angry with me. I don't understand why I don't want to wake her up while she is resting so well right now. The hair on her forehead was whipping into her face from the morning seaside wind. I'm not sure how my hand removed her face's hair on its own.Since last night, I had
"Stella's point of view,""What are you doing?"I feel as though I'm still asleep and dreaming something incredibly terrifying as I consider what he just did. How is it possible for him to kiss me without my consent?Oh, really, and last night you were sleeping with him cuddling you, and you had no issues. This time, however, he kissed you lightly on the forehead, and you are now experiencing issues. My subconscious doesn't have any issues with him kissing me.After all, how is it possible?It would be better if you didn't hold my husband or me responsible if all of this happened because of you. My subconscious blamed me entirely.What did I do? I have no idea what I did wrong.Recently, didn't you refer to him as your husband?Yes, you are correct; all of this resulted from my error. I recognized my error. But why did I refer to him as my husband rather than Mr. Woods?I can't even remember what occurred to me a while ago to explain why I was acting in such an odd way. How would he f
"Ethan's point of view,""We have to gently open this box, Mrs. Woods. Inside this enclosure, anything can happen." Before she opened the box, I warned her."Come on, Mr. Woods, stop acting like it has imprisoned a venomous snake in this box."After all, how could she be so careless? Before beginning any task, shouldn't we consider every consequence that could occur? I questioned my subconscious. Yes, you are entirely correct.Wow, I feel like my subconscious is with me; am I dreaming?However, Stella is not doing anything wrong by taking the chance to open that box; after all, only by taking risks can one build a successful business.Oh, I see now what my subconscious was trying to tell me. I am too naïve to believe that, in Stella Parker's case specifically, my subconscious will back me up.Have you seen how happy she is? Do you not get the impression from her appearance that she is excited to view this box as if she is holding some sort of hidden treasure? Observing her excitement,
"Stella's point of view,""Why are you uttering such nonsense?" After hearing his statements, I feel a growing sense of dread.What will I do if he tries to force me to do something with him?"I wasn't talking gibberish; rather, you started talking nonsense. I was simply informing you we cannot stay on the swing and now must make alternative accommodations." His voice was vehemently angry.He is correct in what he is saying.After reading the letter, I responded aggressively. I ought to have restrained my annoyance. I lost control of my anger and stumbled over my words. Why did I need to tell him all of those things, after all?In our conversation, I also mentioned that the most delicate part of my body is my waist. What would he be considering about me right now? He'll make fun of me now for this. What shall I now do?"I'll now follow my grandmother's instructions exactly." He said this while grasping my finger.Oh no, from the look on his face, I get the impression that he is not ki
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