"Stella's point of view,"
"Now, could you please explain what you want to do with these coconut leaves?" He has been disturbing me for a while now with his comments.
"Will you at least attempt to assist me?" I glared at him.
"What more do you expect from me after I have quietly followed your every command for so long that I should pluck stars from the sky for my darling wife?" He responded in a grating manner.
"Can collecting a few coconut leaves be helpful?" I asked, stressing the term "help."
"What do you want to do? I still don't understand why you are wasting both of our time with these coconut leaves, but we need to make plans for ourselves to eat and go to bed before it becomes dark." He began berating me. He can not reprimand me in this manner.
"You can't chastise me in this way; instead, make some arrangements for both of us to eat. I'll do my work on my own."
"Mrs. Woods, you have stated nowhere in the contract that I may not reprimand you." He was mocking me based on the cheeky smirk on his face. He keeps referring to me as Mrs. Woods, which upsets me for no apparent reason.
"Stop bothering me by being here and soon plan to get something to eat."
Oh, I did not know there was a restaurant on this island." After hearing me, he teased me.
"Mr. Woods. Did you know this island has a five-star hotel?" When he made fun of me, I also made fun of him.
"What, are you kidding me?" He said this while keeping his hand on his waist.
"No, Mr. Woods. I'm simply attempting to make your joke slightly better. Once you've finished your gibberish, kindly allow me to concentrate on my task." I motioned for him to go.
Oh my God, this guy is grating and conceited. But I've always associated him with haughtiness; I did not know he was also a little amusing and compassionate.
Do I like Ethan Woods?
Of course, you're beginning to like him a little. My subconscious gave me the answer.
No, you're crazy; I'm not thinking anything like that about him. How am I supposed to forget what he did to me to feed his ego, after all?
He may have asked you to apologize to boost his ego, but he hasn't defrauded you like your lovely aunt or tried to take advantage of your business.
Please don't make me consider all of those things right now. Please stop repeatedly bringing up my aunt's infidelity; the more I think about it, the more it hurts. I asked my subconscious to stop continually bringing up that deception in my thoughts.
I need to accomplish this task soon, or else the arrogant Ethan will come over and tease me once more.
To shut out the outside world and concentrate on my work, I told my subconscious.
Do you believe the stupid monkey would have been able to find something to eat? He probably would not have been able to find anything. He must be roving from place to place.
Don't underestimate him; that would be a mistake. By forcing you to apologize to him without your permission, he pulled off an impossible feat. Anything is possible for that man.
Once more, my subconscious began glorifying that conceited man.
Stop praising that man; you are subconsciously speaking on my behalf, not his. I persuaded my subconscious to concur with my will.
Will you now persuade me to sign the agreement and include the conditions you see?
Please don't annoy me anymore. It must be a side effect of living with Ethan Woods because my subconscious had never acted in such an unusual way before.
But it makes me think of our all-encompassing contract. And when he annoys me in fresh ways, I understand I need to write him a brand-new, comprehensive contract that instructs him to not do anything that causes me to lose my cool. I should state the punishment that shall be meted out to Ethan Woods for breaking the contract in front of each term.
My thoughts were immediately filled with brand-new, devilish plans to punish him. I'm not even being waited on; oh my goodness, I need to amend our agreement as soon as possible. What am I doing? I shouldn't waste time worrying about him.
But why has he not yet arrived? When I felt my stomach gurgle, I understood I was currently starving.
How will I live alone in this place if he doesn't return? I worried about him when he didn't return for a while.
Had he been the victim of an animal attack?
No, this can not happen. I also consider anything that is tense.
How can an animal attack a man who appears to be a monster himself? Animals should flee in terror at the sight of him. So why has he still not arrived?
I'm very concerned about him.
Has he lost his memory of how to get here?
No, you shouldn't question his intelligence; he comprehends everything in great detail and keeps crucial details well. He still recalls the polo match and race he took part in with you all those years ago.
What has happened to my subconscious?
If you are so knowledgeable about him, could you also explain to me why he hasn't come to us yet? As it got darker, my sole source of light was a mobile torch.
Even if there is no network on this island, at least this torch allows me to use my phone correctly.
Oh no, my phone's battery was already on its last legs. What shall I now do? Ethan Woods, where have you gone, leaving me alone here? Please return soon; the darkness makes me incredibly anxious.
Has he left, leaving me here alone on this island?
No, he can't hurt me like this. He is not so heartless; he can not abandon me in this situation on this desolate, dark island, where I will be pursued by wild beasts. I signed a contract with him, so he can't just leave me here by himself. I'm not sure whether I'm talking senseless at this point because I'm under so much tension.
What more should I do, though? Should I search for him myself?
On such a vast island, though, where would I be able to find him? I currently only have moonlight to help with illumination.
Oh God, save me. Hunger is already making me suffer, and now that man's disappearance has made me even more anxious.
Why did you need to consume a green salad? Couldn't you eat properly? You have also made me feel hungry. Then my subconscious began berating me.
Oh my God, what a surprise from his grandmother! The next time I see his grandmother, I will clarify the difference between surprise and punishment.
"Ethan woods. Where's have you gone, leaving me behind? Please come back to me right now, since I'm terrified of being alone myself." I brushed away the tears from my eyes.
On this isolated island, I was wandering like a maniac while pleading with God to bring him back. When he still hadn't come back after waiting for what seemed like forever, I sat down behind a tree and closed my eyes in despair.