Next One Is a Babe

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As usual, Ian looked solemn with his cap and mask on.

After they entered the jewelry store, he turned to Cindy and apologized, "I'm only now realizing how careless I have been about this. We are now married, but I haven't even gotten you a ring yet."

It was then that she realized she had completely forgotten about it as well. "It is not like a ring is a necessity. I don't really mind," she answered him in a hushed voice.

Rings were overrated in Cindy's opinion as they were merely accessories whose only purpose was to be worn on fingers. Others might find them good to look at, but to her, they only stood in her way.

A ring would hinder her work regardless of it being cooking or washing.

Other than that, it would be a headache if the wearer of an expensive ring were to bump it onto a hard surface or lose it.

Humans shouldn't be slaves to material; we have to live for ourselves!

It was probably due to her thorough thinking that she never bothered herself with rings.

Ian still brought Cindy to the counter despite her rejection. No matter how open-minded Cindy was, to him, wedding rings were something that married couples should have as long as they could afford to buy them.

She knew what he was thinking, and that it would only make things harder for him if she continued to stop him from buying them rings. After that, they walked to the counter and started looking around. A few rings with big diamonds were the first ones which caught his eyes, so he had the shop assistant take a few of them out of the display for Cindy to try on.

Her eyebrows began to furrow together as she looked at the oversized diamonds. They didn't look pretty at all to her.

The fact that she was a clothing designer could be the reason why she couldn't understand a jewelry designer's vision. She felt the ones with comically big diamonds were outdated and horrible to look at while resembling something that only a tasteless nouveau riche would wear.

Cindy shook her head and started to browse the store on her own before her gaze eventually landed on a ring. "Show me this one," she said to the shop assistant.

It was a ring that didn't have a big diamond on it. Instead, the middle of the ring was adorned by clatersals that formed a tiny circle.

The attendant immediately took the ring out for Cindy to try on. At the same time, she kept showering praises about the ring, one of them being that the ring was a product of good craftsmanship.

Cindy was quite satisfied with the ring that she had picked, after which she proceeded to check the men's rings before selecting one for Ian to try on.

Instead of choosing matching rings, what she did was select rings that she thought looked nice with its different designs.

Ian knew that she was a frugal person, but seeing that she had picked the ring with the smaller diamonds, he couldn't help but think that she could have been more generous at choosing her wedding ring. He thought that she intentionally went for one that was cheaper in order to help him save his money.

However, the duo had a fairly different grasp on what 'cheaper' meant. What was cheap to him was enough to make Cindy's eyes jump out of their sockets in shock.

With a low voice, she hissed, "My dear, have you gone crazy? What do you mean by this is 'cheaper'? Did you even see the price?!"

The ring's price was of a staggering amount that could easily equate to an average family's expenses for years. There could even be a leftover sum after that.

"Let's be more practical," Ian replied with a shake of his head. "It is the thought that counts. We have the money to buy it, anyway."

Cindy soon began to think that she could purchase an entire suite at the place where she now lived with this amount of money. Not only that, she could probably buy enough furniture and necessities to store in that suite of hers.

Cindy soon began to think that she could purchase an entire suite at the place where she now lived with this amount of money. Not only that, she could probably buy enough furniture and necessities to store in that suite of hers.