No More Waiting, She Chooses Love

Chapter 41



I never imagined that a man I'd only met twice would want to marry me. And the man I'd been in love with for a decade was keeping a mistress behind my back.

After the initial shock, I couldn't help but smirk. "Mr. Collins, don't you think this is too fast?"

Ernest's expression remained unchanged, and his face serious. "Isn't the point of dating to get married? Since you're not interested in dating, let's get married."

His logic seemed flawless. But the person saying it... Wasn't it odd to propose marriage to someone you barely knew? This plot twist might be popular in novels, but that was fiction.

My eyebrows arched a hint of sarcasm on my lips. "Do you always get straight to the point with your dates, Mr. Collins?"

The setting sun bathed us in its glow. Ernest's shadow enveloped me. "You're the first."

I felt a tickle in my throat. "We... don't know each other."

atmosphere charged. I could feel the heat rising in my

me, contemplating what to say next,

blurted out,

watching his retreating figure, tall and upright,

might not be so bad. Plus, he was a

landlord, Ethel, wasn't around, or she would have bombarded me with questions or raved about how good Ernest was. When pushing open my room's

job as a surgeon was not for the faint-hearted, often spending hours non-stop

the day, I told Fanny, "Does

exciting!" Fanny's

fair.

know it's a skylight? Besides, I'm not in the mood

right away only means one thing. He's head over

"Or maybe he's just lusting after

was confident in my looks,