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."

rings, please. We have already got married. A ring is just a flashy ornament," she explained.

watched Ashley with his deep dark eyes steadily. Ashley felt great pressure in her heart immediately.

understand why Andrew suddenly had the idea of buying rings. He had never

her protests didn't work. She

Lu Group but he had never visited it. Andrew had heard that the

the jewelry counter, dragging Ashley behind him. They must have appeared strange, but, as a good looking couple, they still attracted a lot of attention.

I help you? Are

girl with perfect makeup and a professional outfit

Andrew replied in

maybe we buy them next time?" she pleaded him, tugging at his sleeve like a

have any effect on Andrew. Instead he went closer to the counter to peer at the rings in the counter, holding Ashley's hand tightly

shop assistant and said, "Show me your latest

sorry. I have to ask our manager—" Before she could

not necessary. I have already brought them

fast towards them, followed by three shop assistants, each of them holding a plate

her wonder who Andrew was and whether he was an important man

aid customers even when

and went

in our shop. These are also limited

the red velvet cloths

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

didn't take Johnny's instructions very seriously as he thought Johnny

to risk offending Andrew, he had prepared for his visit

she still had butterflies in her tummy. She