A Verdict With Rings Novels & Stories

he snaps walking towards me. I shudder backward from the wrath in his eyes but he pulled me harshly by the arm towards him " you did this to hold me down, right ?" he snapped shaking me with every word. I tried pulling his hands off 'keyword tried' but it was useless anyway "you think you can get me to put a ring on your finger because you got pregnant " he says maliciously. I avert my eyes to the floor as his word dwells on me making me speechless and stunned.

he asks the woman pointing to my dream ring. She smiles at him before saying “Great choice, this one is four point seventy carats with a halo and platinum band covered in small diamonds with a pink diamond in the center.” She says as she hands over the ring to Gio who places it on my ring finger and the woman and her colleague smile. “It fits perfectly looks like we found the one, what do think sweetheart?” he says eyeing me as I glance back and forth between him and the ring. “I think it’s beautiful Gio.” I stare at it still awestruck by the gorgeous

"How else is it supposed to get on your finger?" "The normal traditional way" "Don't you think highly of yourself?" "I'm not going into that room without that ring on my finger, and there is no chance in hell that I will place it on my finger , so you have one of two options to pick. I either go into that room with the ring on my finger, in time for the announcement and save both our faces, or I stay out here, miss the announcement and destroy both my reputation and that of the Valentinos. I don't think you'd want to lose face in public given how prestigious your family is"

The attached photo showed two hands—one male, one female—both wearing a pair of wedding rings. That was our wedding rings. Though their faces weren't shown, I recognized Julian instantly. The comments were overflowing with praise, congratulating them as if they were a perfect match. "The ring is gorgeous! It's so elegant and sophisticated! Only such a beautiful piece could match Vivi's breathtaking looks!" "If I'm not mistaken, this is a wedding ring, right? It looks expensive. Vivi is so lucky to have such a wonderful husband." I thought for a moment, then decided to drop my own comment—with receipts.

The two of them had been slaving away for an hour trying to pick the perfect rings. Samson had picked out a three-stone ring with hexagon moss agate and moissanite set in black gold. The ring had a string of leaves above the three stones truly signifying Gertrude's connection to nature. Samson commented that the ring would fit Gertrude well.

Perona noticed the subtle atmosphere between Judy and Isabella, as if they knew each other? Perona sensed Isabella's displeasure towards Judy and changed the topic with a smile: "Judy, your ring is quite beautiful, worn on the ring finger, are you married?" Perona had wanted to change the subject and only then really noticed that it was an engagement ring. Rings should not be worn carelessly; a girl wearing a ring on her right ring finger indicates marriage. Judy answered honestly: "Yes, I'm married. We got our certificate a few days ago."

"I'm allergic to diamonds. I'd probably break out and die on the spot." My other stepsister, Lorraine Lowe, obsessed with money, waved her hands frantically. "I'm too fat. I'd snap the ring." Vivian, who had long been itching to move on from my deceased father, forced a bitter smile. "My heart's still with my late husband. There's no way Mr. Vance would ever look at me twice." Finally, all eyes turned to me. Owen's face creased into a knowing smile. "Ms. Alexia, haven't you already crossed paths with Mr. Vance? One glance, and he was completely smitten. This ring must belong to you."

The day the exam rankings are released and I claim the top spot is also my older sister's birthday. During the birthday party, everyone asks what she wishes for. She turns her head and looks straight at my fiance, her red lips curving into a smile. "I want first place. Can you give it to me, Professor Howard?" The man lowers his eyes, saying nothing. The next day, my name disappears from the top of the rankings. After that, I fail to place five times in a row. When I confront my fiance, he simply hands me a slice of sponge cake and says, "Your sister has it hard. If she can't place first at Imperial Academy five consecutive times, she'll be forced into an arranged marriage with that cri

"I appreciate that." "Good. Then you know where you stand." She set down her cup. "The bonding case is going to be significant. When you win — and you will win — it's going to set the standard for how the enforcement works. Castellano is going to rule the way you need her to because she's that kind of judge." "That's a significant assumption about the outcome."

Mom caressed his arm. "That ring is The Graff Pink!" He then picked his phone and immediately searched for the said ring. He then went back to me and shove in my face his phone. "That fucking ring is a twenty-four point eight carat Cullinan Dream worth twenty-five point four million dollars," he said. I laughed at him. "And you do seriously think that this is original? Not a copy or whatnot?" I said. He must be really paranoid. He stood up and grabbed a pair of a red wine glass and poco brandy. "Watch this," he grabbed my ring finger and started to draw a big triangle on the red wine glass. And to my surprise, it cuts. "Oh, God!"