“Sounds like you have much experience in this area.”
Stella looked at him smilingly. “Did you attract much attention when you weren’t wearing a ring?”
Weston caressed her head. “There’s no difference whether I wear one or not.” There were hordes of
women who wanted a relationship with him, whether he was married or not.
“But you wearing a ring can help block off many ill-intentioned men…” “You should wear a ring with
Guinevere,” Stella coldly cut him off.
The temperature in the car dropped a few degrees.
Stella knew that the mere mention of her name at this point was akin to pouring a bucket of cold water
over Weston’s head.
Yet, she still insisted on doing it to remind him that their relationship wasn’t a straightforward one. It
was also not something she wanted. Weston sighed. “How many times do you need me to repeat
myself before you understand? I’m not married to Guinevere.”
Stella’s brows furrowed. “When are you getting married to her? I’ll send you a huge wedding
gift.”
Weston pinched her chin. “Must you say all these today?” He had thought that coming over to fetch him
from work was a sign of peace, which was why he decided to bring her here to buy rings, but it didn’t
seem to succeed in pleasing her.
Stella shook her head. “Fine. We’ll stop talking about her.” The corners of her lips twitched, but it was
clearly not a smile. Weston rubbed in between his brows. A long while later, he said hoarsely, “Let’s get
out of the
Car”
Stella had never been to such an exclusive-looking shopping mall.
Weston held her hand and said, “This is a new establishment, and you’re its first customer.”
Stella held his hand tight. “What do you mean? You guys are open for business even before the official
launching?”
“Ils doors are open specially for you today.” Stella was shocked. “You made them open the mall for
me?”
“You don’t like it?” Weston stopped walking. “Don’t you hate crowded places?” He had thought of
bringing her to a boutique jewelry store, but given Stella’s character, she would surely try to conceal
herself and end up causing both to be upset and angsty. It was just like the last time he brought her to
Musx, where she wouldn’t stop squirming, worried sick about how people viewed her.
Evidently, she cared a lot about the opinions of others.
As he had expected, Stella began to hesitate. “Then wouldn’t everyone know that the two of us
“They wouldn’t,” Weston cut her off. He knew what she was worried about. “I’ve already instructed
them accordingly. Don’t worry about anything. They don’t know who we are. We are just ordinary
customers to them.”
Stella nodded as she heaved a sigh of relief. “That’s good.”
Weston asked, “What kind of ring would you like?” Stella shook her head. “I don’t like rings.”
“Platinum?”
Stella shook her head again, “Just a silver ring will do.” Weston stood silent for a moment as he turned
a keen eye on her, “Are you intending to not spend my money so that it’s less troublesome when you
eventually leave me?” His dark tone suddenly made Stella anxious. He had hit the nail on her head, but
she did not want to admit it to Weston. Even though both of them knew it in their hearts, she wanted to
continue acting as if she wanted nothing more than to stay by his side.
She released his hand and looked at him calmly, “Why would you think that way? I just think that
diamonds are a consumer trap. Unless it rises in value, I’m not very interested in such things.”
She just didn’t want Weston’s ring.
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