A Love Trap

The next day was Saturday, so Andrew didn't have to work, but Ashley had to go to the bakery because it was open seven days a week. There was no weekend break for her.

She was going to the bakery in Andrew's car as usual but suddenly, she noticed that they were going the wrong way.

She was an idiot when it came to directions, but, as she had been taking the same route to the bakery every day, she was able to catch the change in direction.

"Andrew, are we going the wrong way? This doesn't seem to be the way I go every day," she inquired.

"You are right. We are not going to the bakery today," Andrew, who was in the driver's seat, replied.

"Andrew, why didn't you ask for my consent before making plans for the day?" She stared at him indignantly. "Drive me to the bakery," she protested.

He didn't reply but instead sped up the car.

Ashley clutched the seat belt. She was a little worried now.

Finally, the car stopped at a large mall.

Andrew got out of the car, pulled the door open and dragged her out.

Ashley was still protesting. "Why do you drag me here?" she complained.

"To buy rings," he responded.

Ashley didn't trust her ears and opened her eyes widely. "What? What are you talking about?"

Andrew stared at Ashley and repeated, "You heard me. I brought you here to buy rings."

"Forget about the rings, please. We have already got married. A ring is just a flashy ornament,"

He just watched Ashley with his deep dark eyes steadily. Ashley felt great pressure

rings. He had never mentioned it before and it had been all right without the

her protests didn't work. She was dragged into the

never visited it. Andrew had heard that the mall had a good

behind him. They must have appeared strange, but,

can I help you? Are

girl with perfect makeup and a professional outfit immediately

Andrew replied in a soft voice.

next time?" she pleaded him, tugging at his

in the counter, holding Ashley's

turned to the shop assistant and said, "Show me your

politely replied, "I am sorry. I have to ask our manager—" Before she could finished the sentence, a

necessary. I have already

them, followed by three shop assistants, each of them holding a plate covered with a piece of red

wonder who Andrew was and whether he was an

never seen the manager offer to personally aid customers even when big shot

girl snapped out of her musings and went

newest style in our shop. These are

manager gave a signal to three assistants to come forward and then he lifted the red velvet cloths

given him a heads up about the CEO's shopping trip beforehand. It was Johnny who had asked him to keep these rings ready

seriously as he thought Johnny was joking. Now it turned

had prepared for his visit despite his initial

learned about Andrew's social status. However, she still had butterflies in her