Chapter 497
“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.
“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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