Weston remained silent.
He stared at her for a long while before gathering her in his arms. He planted a kiss on her forehead
and said, “I know that you’re thinking about our one-year timeline. Stella, please play your part as best
you can. Don’t let me catch you trying to leave me.” Stella’s eyelashes trembled as she shut her eyes.
She leaned in his embrace and heard his heartbeat through his chest.
After a long while, she said, “All right.”
Weston lifted her chin and looked into her eyes, “Be more professional in your acting. Do you know
what a woman who wants to stay with me looks like?”
“How does she look like?”
“She will want to spend my money.” Weston fished out a card and placed it in her hand. Stella refused
to take it, but Weston pushed it into her palm and closed her fingers over it. “Just use this if you want to
buy anything.” Stella stared at the black card in her palm, but she declined to nod in acknowledgment.
Weston said empathically, “I don’t want you splitting things so clearly between us.” A storm raged in
Stella’s heart. She did not want money to be involved in her relationship with Weston.
Their marriage in the past arose precisely because she needed his help to settle Roger’s medical fees.
That was the reason she always felt inferior before him and in a position that demanded her to look up
to him.
Although they were husband and wife, she could only hide her admiration for him in her heart, quietly
expressing her love for him over the years each day, never proclaiming it out loud, and neither seeking
reciprocity. Having gotten used to giving and not receiving, she was uncustomed to feeling indebted to
him.
Stella held the black card in her hand.
After a long while, she finally nodded.
She should learn how to think more for herself.
In the jewelry store.
Stella looked at the empty store and asked doubtfully, “Are you sure you didn’t block off the entire
place?”
The moment she asked, a couple walked past them, clearly looking like they were here on a shopping
trip. Weston looked at her. “Do you believe me now?”
Knowing that Stella disliked such special treatment, he decided it wasn’t something he would do.
Although the thought did cross his mind, he would’ve rather done something in line with what Stella
truly wanted.
Soon, the two walked into a jewelry store.
Stella recognized the brand-it had been aggressively advertising itself online-it was apparently a
century-old brand that had recently become more accessible to the masses… to a certain extent.
Despite working with Ford Corporation to promote their brand to the masses, not everyone could afford
their extravagant prices. A promotional slogan spread like wildfire on the web: Craft a ring that belongs
to the one you love.
Every single salesperson in the store had gone through rigorous selection. Dressed smartly in
uniforms, even their smiles seemed exquisitely etched onto their faces, deliberately friendly and
presentable.
The moment anyone entered their doors, they would come forward and greet them enthusiastically.
“Welcome, sir and madam! Do you want to look around, or do you need any assistance?” “Can we take
a look around by ourselves first?” Stella replied. “Of course, you can! All our best-selling classics are
displayed here. These are new items released this year…” The saleswoman brought them to a glass
display. Although Stella said she’d look around, the saleswomen began fervently promoting the jewelry
pieces to them.
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