"Stella's point of view,"
I'm speechless that Ethan Woods is giving me such a passionate kiss in front of everyone. He has no right to kiss me in that way. Despite all the warnings I had given him, he still kissed me. Has he forgotten about our agreement? Is he considering our contract marriage as a love union?
Oho, Stella, save your wrath for later; for now, I want to bask in the passionate kiss of the man in front of me. My subconscious feels that now is not the time to be angry. At this moment, my subconscious was urging me to forget everything, close my eyes, and savor this passionate kiss.
I felt his lips lightly brush against mine as he grabbed my waist with one hand and the back of my neck with the other. His proximity caused an unusual emotion that had never occurred before. My heartbeat was audible in my ears, but maybe it was Ethan's heartbeat. I wondered why his pulse was beating so loudly. I couldn't resist his kiss even if I wanted to, and it dominated me.
After all, why is he not breaking up this kiss? Has he forgotten that there are many people nearby whose attention they focused solely on us? The media are present similarly.
How is it possible to have such absurd thoughts in such a romantic situation? Have you lost all sense? I kept being prompted by my subconscious to ignore everything and react to Ethan's kiss.
I won't respond to this man's kiss in a way that feeds his ego any further.
No. After all, he touched me without my consent. He broke the terms of our agreement, and he will undoubtedly pay a price for this error. I told my subconscious to remain silent.
My question is why he continues to kiss me rather than breaking it off. To break up his kiss, I bit the corner of his lip.
"Ouch, what have you done?" It suddenly released my lips from his lips hold.
I muttered, "This is what you deserve, Mr. Woods," and tried to keep a fake smile on my face.
He replied, tightening his hand on my waist, "You will undoubtedly pay for this error of yours."
"It is your fault, not mine if you kiss me without my consent." I tightened my fists to contain my rage.
"Okay, but I didn't purposely kiss you because I was under pressure from everyone else to do so."
Oh, so he kissed me in front of the media out of concern for his reputation. I was advised by my subconscious to consider that formal kiss a passionate kiss. After hearing him, I had a peculiar grief in my heart for no apparent reason.
Oh, please, stop being so depressed. If he had to kiss you to preserve his reputation, he could have just kissed you on the lips, but his kiss was conveying something else.
Oh, please stop talking; I'm no longer interested in hearing your blather. You'd better stop bothering me now. I can't stand it when I listen to my subconscious bullshit.
"I'm delighted for you, Ethan; my grandchild is finally married." His grandmother said this while wiping away her tears.
"Grandma, please stop sobbing; it's bad for your health." He said, wiping the tears from her grandmother's face.
Oh, can this cold-hearted man possibly understand what someone is feeling? I'd never seen his face show such genuine concern before.
"Stella, please come to me, my sweet child." His grandmother motioned for me to approach her.
"Always take good care of my Ethan; despite his icy demeanor, he has a tender heart."
Why is Mrs. Woods speaking to me in this manner, exactly? She may have become emotional at her grandson's wedding, but if she learns that our marriage is only a business agreement that will end in a year, it will undoubtedly devastate her. Since whatever is going on between Ethan and me is not her grandmother's fault, I don't want to hurt her.
Mr. Woods is still my only competitor in the business world. My subconscious has already heard all the details of the incident.
"Why are you silent, Stella? Are you unhappy with your marriage?" The query from Ethan's grandmother ended the conversation I was having with my subconscious.
"No, Mrs. Woods, I'm content with this marriage. Every girl fantasizes about finding a man like Ethan to settle down with, so I count myself extremely lucky that he picked me out of all the others to be his life partner." I continued, keeping a fake smile on my face.
"Stella, it would be better if you referred to me as "grandmother" from now on since I am now not only Ethan's but also yours."
"Okay, Mrs. Woods, I mean, grandma." I embrace his grandmother.
"My dear children, let's leave right now. I have something special planned for the two of you." Grandma gave us both the go-ahead to step outside.
"Surprise?" I asked in unison with Ethan, both of us sounding shocked.
"Of course, so why do you two seem shocked to hear from me? Can't I surprise my children?" Grandma stared at both of us with perplexed eyes.
"No, nothing like that;" I answered grandma's question with a smile. I'm afraid since I do not know what new shock they will hand to us after the kiss.
"Grandma, please don't keep us in suspense now that we are at church, and tell us right now what your suspense plan is."
"Have some patience, my children; you'll both understand soon enough. Steve, drive this newlywed couple to the location of the surprise I have prepared."
Oh my god, the excitement on Grandma's face is making me feel anxious right now.
"Where is your PA taking us, Mr. Woods?" As soon as we got in the car, I questioned him quietly.
"Miss Parker, I also do not know about that.
Mrs. Woods, I don't know what kind of surprise my grandmother has planned for us." He grinned and drew nearer to me.
"Mrs. Woods? Who is this Mrs. Woods, exactly?" In annoyance, I inquired.
"Have you forgotten that we are married, my love? You are now Mrs. Stella Ethan Woods." As he kissed my hand, he said,
"Do you have any head injuries?" I glared at him.
He looked at Steve, who was in the passenger seat, and said, "Stella, my beautiful wife, we are married now, and you are Mrs. Woods."
"Oh, right, I forgot I am now Mrs. Woods." I clenched my fist tight to contain my annoyance.
"I want to talk to you privately, Ethan Woods."
It forced us to behave properly as a couple in front of these people.
"Remember, you made a contract with me, so you will have to cooperate with me in everything." In my ear, he muttered softly.
"Yes, why not?" I answered while maintaining a forced grin on my face, "My lovely hubby."
"Mr. And Mrs. Woods, you must now enter this plane." Steve motions for the car to come to a stop next to a big jet.
"What do you mean?" I asked in a perplexed tone.
"Mrs. Woods, you both should get in the jet right away since your surprise is waiting for you inside."
"What is going on?" I asked, glancing at Ethan in a quiet voice.
"Like you, I know nothing. We should get inside the plane and check it ourselves." He gestured for me to enter the plane.
The plane's entrance abruptly closed as soon as the two of us stepped inside.
"Mr. Woods, what sort of surprise is this?" I asked anxiously, clutching his muscular arm.