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"Stella's point of view,""Mrs. Woods, have you created this?" Other than me, does he see anyone else here? "No, ghosts made it instead of me." After hearing him out, I responded in a grating manner. His statements have already irritated me."I did not know how talented my darling wife is." Looking at me, he said. But this time, instead of hearing teasing, I heard sincere admiration. Does this imply that I'm receiving praise from the great Ethan Woods? I questioned my subconscious. It looks like I experienced a similar thing. My guess was correct, thanks to my subconscious. Does this arrogant man even understand how to value others' achievements? For me, this is something entirely new. Getting new information about this conceited man is more exciting to me than finding food and shelter on this isolated island. "Wow. Mrs. Woods, I had no clue you could create such a lovely swing out of coconut leaves. Tell me right away where you got this concept."The positive thoughts I had for

"Stella's point of view,""Mr. Woods, What are you doing here?" I had just about drifted off to sleep when I suddenly sensed someone close by."Mrs. Woods, I can't sleep down there because the sand is so chilly." He said this, thoroughly repositioning his body inside the swing."You cannot join me for sleep." I quickly positioned my body in the swing's corner."Why?" With his hands behind his head, he asked a question."Because I specified in our contract that you will keep away from me and not think about our relationship as husband and wife," I uttered in a furious tone.After all, how is it he occupied my swing like this? What does he think of himself as?"Mrs. Woods, You'd better not bother me with your chatter because it's late and I've had too much sleep." He said this while yawning."What do you think about yourself?" I asked as I punched his chest."Although I don't need to introduce myself because everyone already knows who I am, if you are very curious about who I am, then l

"Stella's point of view,""Are you sure?" He gave me a perplexed expression.Oh my God, has there ever been a more awkward circumstance?I firmly declined when he first asked if I wanted to rest my head on his shoulder. So now I've gone and requested that he carry my weight by resting my head on his shoulder. Considering my statements is making me incredibly furious right now.He must be thinking about me right now. How can I accomplish this? I told him he should forget about it for tonight. There has been some type of agreement signed. Why did I tell him that? Am I mistaking my legal contract marriage with him for a proper marriage? I currently feel quite disappointed in myself.Oh, stop over-analyzing yourself so much. Attempting to sleep in such a cramped area by physically contracting will cause significant discomfort. You have not asked him to join you on your honeymoon; you have just sought permission to lay your head on his shoulder while you sleep. Put your head on his shoulde

"Stella's point of view,""What are you doing?"I feel as though I'm still asleep and dreaming something incredibly terrifying as I consider what he just did. How is it possible for him to kiss me without my consent?Oh, really, and last night you were sleeping with him cuddling you, and you had no issues. This time, however, he kissed you lightly on the forehead, and you are now experiencing issues. My subconscious doesn't have any issues with him kissing me.After all, how is it possible?It would be better if you didn't hold my husband or me responsible if all of this happened because of you. My subconscious blamed me entirely.What did I do? I have no idea what I did wrong.Recently, didn't you refer to him as your husband?Yes, you are correct; all of this resulted from my error. I recognized my error. But why did I refer to him as my husband rather than Mr. Woods?I can't even remember what occurred to me a while ago to explain why I was acting in such an odd way. How would he f

"Stella's point of view,""Why are you uttering such nonsense?" After hearing his statements, I feel a growing sense of dread.What will I do if he tries to force me to do something with him?"I wasn't talking gibberish; rather, you started talking nonsense. I was simply informing you we cannot stay on the swing and now must make alternative accommodations." His voice was vehemently angry.He is correct in what he is saying.After reading the letter, I responded aggressively. I ought to have restrained my annoyance. I lost control of my anger and stumbled over my words. Why did I need to tell him all of those things, after all?In our conversation, I also mentioned that the most delicate part of my body is my waist. What would he be considering about me right now? He'll make fun of me now for this. What shall I now do?"I'll now follow my grandmother's instructions exactly." He said this while grasping my finger.Oh no, from the look on his face, I get the impression that he is not ki