No More Waiting, She Chooses Love

Chapter 39



I never thought Ethel would play matchmaker for me. Flashing before my eyes was Ernest's stern, desireless face.

Remembering how he flatly and coldly refused to switch rooms with me, a playful spirit took hold of me, and I replied with a breezy, "Sure."

I said yes, but it was more of a casual remark than anything serious.

After breakfast, I borrowed a bicycle from Ethel and explored the small town.

When I returned home, it was evening, and I had acquired a sketchpad during my outing.

I always loved to draw. Before my parents passed, they enrolled me in dance and art classes and even had me learn the piano. But after they were gone, everything stopped except for drawing. It was simple enough. All I needed was a pen and paper.

I spent my time outside looking around and drawing a new scene of Galaxy Harbor. My parents always wished to return home for a visit, but since they couldn't, I decided to paint the current state of Galaxy Harbor and bring the picture to their grave.

"Licia, why are you back so late?" Ethel approached me immediately, winking.

I was a bit confused, "Ethel, you..."

him," Ethel pouted toward Ernest's

matchmaking thing from the morning. I couldn't help but laugh, "Oh, Ethel, you did

not something to joke about, child. Anyway, I've

did he say?" I casually

in person," Ethel nudged me,

laughed. "If it works out,

"Now, go and get cleaned up.

that. We've seen each other

different. It is formal," Ethel made me

today. I could roam and paint whatever my heart desired and

eagerness, I

check my phone. My notifications buzzed with messages, and I was curious despite

was Deborah's profile picture that caught my eye. A pang of disappointment hit me. I was secretly hoping for a message from Conrad, not

or to get back

without him asking even once made me

but

devoid of romantic love, he should've shown some concern, like Dustin did, calling from miles away. But

barrage of messages, I