"Stella's point of view,"
"Because I caused you harm, I have to care for you while your hand is healing, and I will not shirk my duties." He answered as he fastened the bandage to my hand.
I tried to look into his eyes to find the same emotion that was there earlier, but this time there was none; instead, they were as cold and lifeless as glacier ice that had been frozen solid.
Perhaps I attempted to see something else in his eyes since he felt nothing at all for me.
My heart was filled with hope, though, as he pulled the first aid kit out of Steve's hands and treated my wound with care. He seemed envious of Steve. Why did he treat my wound with such tenderness, as if it had happened in his hand instead of mine?
Did you not hear him correctly when he said that he did all of this to apologize and show that he will be a gentleman by feeling guilty about his error and your wound? My subconscious was suppressing the hope that had grown in my heart.
I got the idea that you shouldn't give me unwarranted optimism, and he loves his girlfriend a lot; why would he feel the same way about me?
"Mr. and Mrs. Woods, the plane has touched down in New York." I left my dream when I heard Steve's voice.
"Ok, Steve, thanks for the information." I attempted to wriggle my hand free of Ethan's clasp, but he was gripping it tightly, and I couldn't tell what kind of profound contemplation he was having.
"My hand, Mr. Woods."I remarked as I waved my other hand in his direction.
"Sorry, Stella." He panicked and promptly let go of my hand.
When he says my name, it's like music to my ears.
When he said my name, it seemed like someone had sprinkled chocolate into the music in my ears. I've never felt so happy hearing my name spoken by someone before. Why do I get goosebumps when I hear Ethan Woods mention my name?
Oh my god, what a new emotion I'm experiencing.
Did you notice he apologized to you? Hearing the word "sorry" from his mouth rather than my name thrilled my subconscious more.
"Don't you want to get off the plane, Mrs. Woods?" As I listened to Ethan, I realized that the plane had already touched down and that he had been patiently waiting to exit the aircraft with me. He extended his hand in my direction.
I reluctantly placed my hand in his and said, "No, nothing like that."
"I'll see you soon, Mr. Woods." As soon as I stepped off the plane, I let go of his hold on my hand and said goodbye.
"What do you mean?" He gave me a startled expression.
"Now I have to travel to California." I separate Ethan's belongings from my luggage bag.
"Yet why?" He asked in a perplexed tone.
I'm unable to let him know what priority tasks I have right now.
"I am not required to respond to all of your inquiries; after all, I made it very clear in our agreement that you were not to meddle in my private affairs." Although I don't want to treat him badly, there is nothing else I can do because I can not tell him the truth.
"Oh yeah, do you miss your boyfriend so much that you want to travel to California before you've even met my grandma?" He said it in a furious tone.
Oh my god , I think that haughty man has lost his sanity on that island. How do I tell him I don't have a boyfriend?
"Well, Mr. Woods, you are entirely correct. I am missing my boyfriend. Please move aside because I have to board a flight to California right away." I gave him the go-ahead to get out of my path.
"Don't you get my point? I had already told you that you wouldn't see your boyfriend again." He grabbed my wrist to stop me.
"Mr. Woods let go of my hand. I have to depart for California right away. I can't stay here any longer." His firm hold on me is hurting my wrist.
"Stella, I won't permit you to travel to California."
Why does he have to challenge at the end? Why does he put everything on his ego? But if he doesn't grasp what I'm saying in plain terms, I'll have to tell him in his language that I'm going to California because it's very important to me and that I'm not in the mood to stroke his ego right now.
"I have to go to California for work, Ethan Woods, and I won't be back in New York until I'm done." I wrenched my wrist free of his grasp and ran faster to board the plane for California.
"Stella Parker, you can't treat me like this." He stomped his foot fiercely on the luggage box next to him.
"Ethan Woods, Your juvenile desires are not as vital to me as my business, and seeing Avery is even more crucial than that." I settled into my seat on the plane and inhaled deeply before fastening my seatbelt.
After spending so many days with Ethan, I had grown accustomed to him, and being apart from him had me feeling terrible It would be best for me to avoid him rather than become used to him. He only loves his girlfriend; he doesn't love me; we only have a contract. Yet I am still missing him, even though it has only been a few hours since I said goodbye to him.
His conversations and annoying jokes have turned into a drug-like addiction for me. I'm trying to focus on my work, but I keep returning to my iPad to see Ethan's face.
Oh my God, what's happening to me? I shouldn't think about him too much. I turned off the iPad's screen and closed my eyes.
I felt like it caught me in the same emotional cage that I had been in years earlier. I don't want my inner serenity disrupted by the actions of another person since love makes a person weak. I don't want to entrap myself once more in the bonds of love. I simply need to concentrate entirely on my business.
"Avery, where are you now?" Immediately after leaving the airport, I called Avery's phone.
"Stella, my new bride, where are you?" She posed her query without responding to mine.
"Please send someone to the airport because I'm waiting outside." Her chirpy voice led me to believe that she had just left the hospital and had arrived at Parker Industries.
"Okay, in ten minutes, I'll pick you up from the airport." After saying this, she ended the call.
Precisely 10 minutes later, Avery arrived at the airport in my sports car. She greeted me warmly as soon as she stepped out of the car and hugged me.
"Avery, I missed you." I gave her a firm hug.
"Stella, what happened? Is everything okay?" She asked in a worried tone.
"No, Avery, nothing is right," I uttered while fighting back tears.
"Have you fought with Mr. Woods?" She inquired as she observed the bandage covering my hand.
"No, I can handle an argument with him, but this situation is beyond my control." I replied while wiping tears from my cheek.
"Tell me, Stella, what has happened." She asked in a worried tone.
"I'm missing Ethan Woods." I answered in a shaky voice while twiddling my fingers.