Sky-High Pampering Plan Of Her Destined Husband

Trying to seem casual, Janet asked calmly, "How much?"

Glancing at the other people in the shop, the shop manager leaned closer and whispered in Janet's ear, "One million. What do you think?"

This amount was more than enough to cover Hannah's medical bills.

Janet was stunned. She looked carefully at the ring on her finger. The emerald nestled in the middle was like a pea that was just freed from its pod. The little gem was round and slightly cold, but its deep green color was dazzling.

She couldn't believe that the ring Ethan had given her was that valuable.

"Sorry, this is my wedding ring. I can't sell it."

Despite the tempting offer, Janet couldn't give in. It was a gift from Ethan after all, and it was left by his mother. Perhaps it was a family heirloom.

Whatever the case, she couldn't sell the ring.

After refusing the shop manager, she turned around to leave.

But the shop manager stopped her again. With a big smile plastered on her face, she said, "No rush, Miss. It's okay if you don't want to sell it. But it's clear to me that the ring is a little too big for your finger. We offer free ring sizing. We can alter it to fit you within the day. Do you want to avail of this service? It'll look even better if it fits you properly."

"No, thanks. I don't want to bother you." Janet could see that the shop manager was still staring at the ring on her finger greedily, so she politely refused.

The shop manager seemed to understand what Janet was thinking. She smiled knowingly and pointed at the corner of the store. "Miss, I know that your ring is valuable. Are you worried that we'll lose or damage it? Look. We have surveillance cameras here. We won't let anything bad happen to your ring. Besides, it's too big and most likely will slip off your finger. It'll be inconvenient for you if you keep wearing it like this."

After glancing at all the cameras in the shop, Janet hesitantly pulled the ring off of her finger and handed it to the shop manager. "Thank you," she said with a smile.

The shop manager then pulled out a string from her pocket to measure the size of Janet's finger and said with a friendly smile, "All right. You can come back and get it tomorrow."

As instructed, Janet went back to the shop the morning of the next day.

The shop manager warmly received her. "Miss, you're early! Hang on a moment. I'll fetch the ring."

"Okay, thank you."

The shop manager pulled out a blue velvet jewelry box from a wooden chest behind her and opened it. "Have a look, Miss. You can check if there's anything wrong."

Janet picked up the ring and held it up in front of her, studying it carefully. Finally, she put it on. "It fits nicely, but why does it look brand new?"