Inside the elegant Cartier store, the air was thick with the scent of luxury and the soft glow of exquisite jewelry. You stood before a mirror, your hand adorned with a dazzling diamond ring. You turned it gently, watching as it caught the light and sparkled brilliantly.

"It's stunning," you murmured, your voice tinged with longing.

But then, a hint of hesitation crept into your expression.

"But it's really pricey," you added, almost to yourself.

"And I've already bought so many expensive things today."

Your words trailed off into a pout, your gaze momentarily shifting towards a mountain of shopping bags, evidence of Bangchan's indulgence, stacked neatly by the entrance. But before you could dwell further on your hesitations, a firm voice interrupted your thoughts.

"Pack it," Bangchan firmly instructed the employee attending to them, his voice leaving no room for argument.

Your eyes widened in surprise, a mixture of disbelief and gratitude flooding your features.

"Bangchan, I can't—"

But he cut you off with a gentle smile, his hand reaching for yours as he brought it to his lips, pressing a tender kiss to your ring finger.

"What else do you want, my love?" he murmured, his voice a soothing melody that washed away any lingering doubts or worries.

"Name it, and it's yours."