Villainess’s Sweet Everyday

My mind and suspicion that I was worthy of a merchant, treating Ruby dearly, clouded away. The barometer of happiness is who owns it. Good luck meeting honest people who have nothing to take lightly because they are things. I can't buy like this and I want to live with him permanently in a jewelry box bed. I strongly thought so. It fits in his fingers and sells gems. A guest turned a blind eye to Ruby and said, "I want that ring," said the flashy makeup millionaire. Ruby relaxed and imagined the dark days ahead. "This is an engagement ring," the jeweler said lightly. I unfortunately widened my face and patted my eyelashes on, and I rose out of my chair like I was angry, "Well, good morning," and knocked at the door and left the store. She said the jeweler who embraced the anxious ruby felt exactly like her husband.