"Ethan's point of view,"
What does she think of herself as?
Now, I have no desire to communicate with her. Though I made an effort to get to know her and become close to her, she showed no signs of feeling any way toward me.
Even though I had earlier warned you against friendship with Stella Parker, you were unwilling to take my advice. My masculine ego mocked me.
What's the issue with her residing in the same home as me? She rejecting all of my decisions is not at all to my liking.
Since I am her husband, she unquestionably supports all of my decisions.
Oh, do you truly believe that she must concur with every one of your terms? Once more, my powerful subconscious sought to annoy me.
Why is she so obstinate?
Because you admire her fiery style, you can not criticize her temperament. Humm. I concur, but I also want to live with her and be around her as often as possible.
Why don't you tell her that you've started to like her?
No, I won't tell her about my new feelings for her since I know she will make fun of me.
What will you do next, then?
I'll play with her in the manner she likes. I grinned as a devastating thought crossed my mind.
"Here is all the information about my business that you requested, Stella." In front of her, I placed a file.
"Okay, I'll check it later. I'm currently preoccupied with something essential." She didn't look at me at all; her eyes were glued to her iPad.
Oh, wait, she has a new feature that I have noticed. She uses her iPad while donning glasses.
She looks cute with her spectacles on. She looks so hot and seductive with her messy hairstyle, her baggy t-shirt, and her shorts.
How is it possible for a woman to appear so good in such a basic outfit? and her glasses kept drawing my attention. She uses the iPad screen to make a note in a notebook.
I took a seat in front of her to observe every facial expression and gesture she made. She occasionally adjusts her messy bun with her pen while holding it in her mouth at other times. After all, what she is doing right now once more, I forget that I was upset with her, and I need to stay away from her as my curiosity takes over. When I'm near her, I'm not sure what happened to me.
I got out of my chair and went behind her to look at her iPad. She is using her screen to calculate something. She is examining the candle chart for the Chang industry and other industries that the Parker Industry serves, after all. I'm amazed by her deliberation and focus. She has been sitting in the same place for the past two hours, and I'm still unsure of what she is doing with all this information.
I find this chick to be quite mysterious.
"Do you want coffee, Stella?"
"Yeah, thank you." She smiled and snatched the cup out of my hand. Her simple, beautiful grin feeds my irrational fantasies. This young lady is very magical.
"Why are you using so many candle charts?" I can't help but ask her the question that has been on my mind for a while.
"Oh, I'm looking for a remedy for my company's losses."
"But how will you determine a solution based on the price of other company shares?" I'm quite interested in learning more about her tactics.
"In any case, the cancellation of our contract benefits the Chinese industry, and other investors pay very high prices to engage in it. Parker Industries' stock price declines concurrently, and no one wants to purchase shares of my firm. However, as numerous small investors made investments in my business, other investors' interest in this penny stock peaked, and they began to purchase Parker Industries shares."
"What exactly do you mean?" I was unable to understand anything she had said to me up to this point.
"Okay, so to put it simply, yesterday's lower circuit on Parker Industries' shares is now an upper circuit because I encouraged you to buy my company's shares, and the candle graph can forecast the opening share price for a specific industry."
"What?
How do you know so much about the stock market?" I regarded her with a wary eye.
"Okay, there is something I've been keeping from you, but now seems like a good moment to tell you about my other profession."
"Another profession?
What do you want to say specifically?" I don't understand what she just said.
"Ethan, I'm not just an architect; I'm also a stock market financial counselor."
"What? Please pinch me to wake me up from my sleep and tell me if I'm dreaming or not."
"No, you are not dreaming; in fact, I came here to attend a meeting with leaders of the international market."
Why is she telling me this now when she still has the option of keeping it a secret from me?
"So, you did not come to meet, Mr. Chang?"
"No, I only came here to attend that conference, but Mr. Chang invited me to his birthday celebration, so I thought I'd meet him there." Her gaze made it plain that this time, she was telling the truth to me.
"Why are you telling me this now, Stella?"
"Because you are my buddy and have a right to know this basic truth about me, I don't want to keep this essential information a secret from you."
Why is she looking deeply into my eyes? She seems to be looking deep into my eyes, attempting to read my thoughts.
"Stella, I must complete some urgent tasks; we will discuss them later." I quickly left the room and went to the pool to relax.
The news she gave me surprised me. In our first meeting, I made fun of her financial expertise. I don't understand why she didn't try to offend me by bringing up her profession at the time.
How will I approach her now?
I knew I would feel bad about the charity ball incident every time I saw her.
She is the girl who defies every stereotype I have about women. I now feel that ladies can achieve anything and that they can perform better than boys in the financial field. I ought to apologize to her for my rudeness and abuse.
However, I'm not willing to let her down because I'm a man. I now have to decide between my male ego and the persistent remorse in my heart.