“Give me one good reason on why we should do that,” he asked, his voice devoid of emotions.
Stella looked around nervously. She had not thought of any good reasons yet!
She glanced at the dark-colored room with a look of panic, then quickly came up with an excuse. “I don’t like how this room is done up. I’ll feel depressed if I stay in a room like this.”
She was lying. Even though she did not fancy the grand and elegant style of the room design, she did not hate it.
Edward’s eyes followed her gaze. He turned around and looked at the room. He had designed it himself, and no one had ever told him that they did not like it.
Seeming to have thought of something, he turned around and said, “The other rooms are in a similar style too. Go take a shower and change your clothes first. We’ll ta
