"Stella's point of view,"
Is this a dream or what?
How could this arrogant man change in one night? I think his actions are suspicious. After all, it begs the question of how the great Ethan Woods could so easily concede defeat.
In the NFS Most Wanted game, I've beaten him twice, and to my astonishment, he's grinning. Yet I don't understand why he gives in so easily to my request to buy shares of my company.
And the reasons for his rage at Mr. Chang's derogatory remarks about me.
"Stella, should we continue to play?" He loses the game once more.
"No, I am now exhausted."My business's financial situation has me worried, so I finally got around to activating my account after a long hiatus.
"Okay, well played, the cold devil." He offered his hand to me in a handshake.
"Oh, Mr. Woods, you impress me. You should learn to appreciate your fellow competitors."
"Yes, and you deserve the credit."
Why is he not offended by anything I say? Instead, he beams at everything I say.
"Then, miss winner. What would you like to be the winning bid?"
Wow, this is undoubtedly a dream. He inquires as to my winning bid. What should I ask for from him in return for the prize?
I believe that now is the ideal opportunity to inquire about his relationship.
No, I can't inquire about his girlfriend for fear of his asking about my partner. I disregarded my subliminal advice.
Should I inquire about his feelings for me?
Yes, I do want to know that information, but asking him would be quite embarrassing for me.
"Stella, you don't need anything as a reward. If you don't want anything after winning the game, then you can give me a prize for losing the game."
"What? a reward for dropping the game? I've never heard of this before, but it sounds wonderful."
Anything is possible for Ethan Woods.
"Okay, now tell me what you want as the loser's prize in the game."
"You should create a financial action plan for my business."
"What? then why?" I can tell by the look on his face that he has been considering asking me about this for a while.
"Stella, any issues? If you'd like, I can cover your fees."
Is he sincere or just making fun of me?
"Ethan, why would you wish to reveal your company's financial situation to me when I am your opponent and business competitor and have no right to participate in your business affairs?" I stared at him in shock.
"Since I have faith in you."
"What? But if your team of accountants is so excellent, why would you want to involve me in business matters?" I'm still baffled by his decision's underlying motivations.
"It's because I like you, Mrs. Woods."
"What?"
"I mean, I was quite impressed with your financial tactics when I viewed your company's financial action plan on the island."
"What? I erased my plan from the sand when you arrived, so how did you read it?"
"because I can analyze reports and make plans with only one glance." He nervously grinned while rubbing the back of his neck.
He must be blushing, right?
But I was genuinely amazed by his capacity for analysis.
"Okay, I'll do my best to put together an action plan for your business." I am aware that if I refuse to comply with his demands, he will use any means necessary to convince me to do so.
"What do you want from me, Stella, as your prize?"
Why is he making me demand something from him? I've never seen him in this polite manner.
"Okay, I want to learn chess." I said this while pouting.
After hearing me, he laughed aloud. His giggle confuses me.
"What makes this so amusing?" I scowled as I regarded him.
"Stella, my grandfather taught me how to play chess, so I think it would be a good idea for you to do the same. Since you haven't had the chance to meet my grandfather since our wedding, a game of chess would be an ideal introduction."
"But how can I get to see him? I have to manage my business in California."
"So, why haven't you joined me in New York yet?" His expression abruptly took on a serious tone.
"I feel unable to accompany you." I don't want to raise his expectations in vain. I put everything into my firm and my business. Although I adore his company and would like to live with him, it would be tough for me to manage my business from New York.
"Ethan, We are just tied by a contract; therefore, I don't understand why you would want to include me in your family or business. We need to keep our distance from each other."
"Hum... Miss Parker, you are correct. I'll keep this in mind, but as per our contract, you are my legal wife for the next year. As such, you must act like a decent wife and accompany me to dinner with the family and other events."
Oh, great. Ethan Woods is back to his old, egotistical, and domineering self,
"but I'm unable to accompany you."
"You must; how you conduct your business is your concern. I want to live with my wife."
"Okay, I'll travel with you to New York, but I won't stay at your place." If he exerts dominance over me and tries to control me, I will act following him.
"Why? What's the issue?" He asked with an arched brow.
"If you wish to live with me, you must live in my house in New York, where I will be residing."
"No, it's not possible."
"Why? What about this is impossible?" I let out a shoulder shrug.
"Why would I reside in your home if I already have one?"
"And that's just what I want to ask you. I will not accompany you if you are not prepared to live in my home with me."
"If you reject my demands, I most certainly won't accompany you. You must lay out the terms for me. Such a clause is not included in our contract." He had a red face from fury.
I pointed at the hickey on my neck and asked, "Do you fulfill our contractual requirements?"
"Okay, no taunting, please. Tell me what you want."
Is he giving up on himself right in front of me?
"New York and California will be our weekly homes."
"Okay, accepted, but in New York, you sleep on my bed."
"What?"
"I mean, you will live with me in my house in New York, and in California, I can live with you." He agreed to my terms right away, which astounded me. He can't, however, live with me. I already have Avery living with me.
"You can find another place to reside in California, as I'm not willing to share my home with you."
"Why? I don't want to hear any justifications from you; until our contract expires, I'll live with you in a house, and we'll both share a room. This is the end of the subject; don't even try to talk to me about it."
He got up from the couch and stormed out of the room.
What specifically happened with him.
I believe he has mood swings. His odd behavior occasionally genuinely baffles me. I pull out my iPad and start working on my new strategies.