"Ethan's point of view,"
"Steve, I need my pineapple juice." To relieve my aggravation, I loosened my tie's knot and ran my fingers through my hair.
"Ok, Mr. Woods," Steve got up from his chair as soon as he noticed the anger on my face and hurried to the pantry to grab me some pineapple juice.
By now, Stella's flight must have arrived in California. Should I give her a quick call?
You don't have to speak to that girl; have you forgotten that? I wanted to call her, but my male ego prevented me.
But I'm concerned about her.
She doesn't care about you, though, and she left you here alone to see her boyfriend in California. My male ego is currently stoking my rage.
I don't want to consider that at all. By any means necessary, I must turn my focus away from her.
I turned on my gaming PC.
Yeah, this is the most effective way to get your focus away from her.
Within five minutes of the game beginning, a random online player joined me in the NFS most wanted, and I quickly defeated him. I didn't enjoy the game at all, not even after playing it with another random player.
I've been sitting at my gaming PC for a long time, waiting for Cold Devil to connect. But Stella has deactivated her gaming account. I've been without her for about a week, and it feels like an eternity. I buried myself in work so much that I couldn't think about her.
Oh my god, I never imagined I would miss Stella Parker so much that I could no longer function without her.
Should I call her? I took out my phone and considered calling her on it.
No, I can't just contact her. She must be hanging out with her guy all the time. The moment I thought about her lover, I became even more enraged.
Why did she leave me in this situation and travel to California? I feel as though my heart has stopped beating inside my body because of her leaving in this manner.
I can't let myself get this vulnerable since I have more important things to do in my life besides her. I can't spend the entire day thinking about her. I need to concentrate on my business.
"Mr. Woods, Your pineapple juice," Steve rapped on the door of my office.
"Steve, please place the project files for our unfinished work, as well as the status updates for the new projects on my desk right away." I signaled for him to enter.
"Mr. Woods, a meeting with your new investor will take place soon. You were to meet the investor who makes new project investments this evening after you had finished surveying Mrs. Woods' land.
So when are you going to work on these files?" He took a perplexed look at me.
Steve is correct; considering my busy schedule and limited time today, I won't be able to do the remaining job until another day.
Yet, I want to keep myself so busy that I never even think about Stella.
She will remain in your thoughts, no matter what you do. The sooner you admit you are in love with her, the better it will be for you. My subconscious questioned my judgment once more.
I don't love her; stop acting as if you know better, and Ethan Woods is capable of anything. You can indeed accomplish anything. My masculine ego was supporting my decision.
"Steve, simply follow my instructions." I continued to have a serious expression on my face as I spoke.
"Okay, Mr. Woods." He adjusted his glasses and walked out of my office.
"Steve, hold on a second. Could you look at Stella's P.A. to see where stella is and what she is doing?" I said while glancing at my phone.
"What?"He was staring at my face with such shock that it appeared I had an alien face.
"Didn't you immediately get my point? She is still my competitive business partner, so it's critical to monitor your adversary." I remarked with a shoulder shrug.
"Ok, Mr. Woods," Why is that idiot smiling after listening to me?
Have I told you a joke?
Quit giggling without a reason. Steve, I can't call Stella since my phone's battery is dead." I said while holding up my phone for him to see.
But why am I explaining everything to this moron P.A.?
"I'll now call Miss Avery, Mr. Woods, ok?" Why did he blush on his face when I mentioned her P.A.'s name?
My phone unexpectedly rang as soon as he tried to leave my office.
Oh no, this phone was yet to ring.
What if my phone rings after Steve leaves?
"I do not know how my phone just started working." I became angry and flung my phone on the table.
"No problem, Mr. Woods; occasionally, even when turned off like this, my phone will ring." He put his palm over his mouth as he rose to suppress his laughter.
"Shut up, stop your nonsense, and concentrate on your work." When I watched him laugh, I became enraged. I've never felt so embarrassed, and it's all because of that obstinate girl.
"Who the hell called me after all?" To see who was calling, I looked at the screen.
I can hardly believe what I'm seeing. I feel as though I am dreaming.
Stella Parker can't call me. Surely I'm dreaming. My face lit up as I saw her name. I tapped the call-back button on my phone's screen right away.
Oh no, her phone is busy.
Now, with whom she is speaking?
For nearly a week, I haven't heard her ferocious voice. I have been calling her phone for the past half an hour, abandoning all other tasks, but I do not know who she has been speaking with for so long or whether she can see my call on her mobile device.
She can no longer elude me in this manner, and I am becoming extremely upset.
Is she intentionally hurting me with this?
Perhaps she's calling to see how you're doing without her. My subconscious gave me the answer.
But why would she want to know how I was doing? Is she concerned about me? She doesn't give a damn about you; otherwise, she wouldn't have left you alone. My hope immediately vanished as my macho ego crushed it.
Then why did she call me, though?
I'm so silly, too, for not answering her call when she called. I'm now becoming enraged with myself.
This time, when I tried to call her, her phone was off. My masculine ego had been preventing me from contacting her for days, but today, when she wanted to get in touch with me, I realized I could not survive without talking to her.
I've called her a lot of times. Yet her phone number is still off.
Why did Stella Parker turn off her phone?
"Mr. Woods, I just spoke with Mrs. Woods'P.A., and she told me, Mrs. Woods is now out of the country."
"What?" After hearing Steve, I couldn't believe what I was hearing.
"I am her bloody fucking husband; how can she leave the country in this manner without informing me?" I yelled while slamming my hand down on the desk.
"Do you know where she went and why she went there?" I cast a hopeful glance on Steve's way.
"No, Mr. Woods, I have no more details about this matter." He replied with a shoulder shrug.
"Stella Parker, what are your plans? You have committed a serious sin by keeping this from me, and Ethan Woods will be the one to make you pay for it."