No More Waiting, She Chooses Love

Chapter 46



Not too long ago, Conrad had given me a foot rub, and while I felt touched then, it didn't stir the feelings I was experiencing.

I couldn't pin down the reason. Maybe it was the technique that differed.

As Ernest finished with my foot massage, Ethel's voice, laced with fury, pierced the air from outside, "Listen up, everyone! If you dare mess with my people, you'll have me, Ethel, to answer to. I'll make sure you feel the wrath..."

"What's going on?" I asked lightly.

Ernest gently lifted my foot from his lap and placed it on another stone bench, rising to his feet. Then, I noticed his cheeks were flushed.

I thought maybe he was just hot, but the words that followed told me otherwise.

He said, "Maybe wear less of those skirts around here."

my skirt, a royal blue silk number that hugged my

was, the slit had ridden up, revealing a bit of my thigh, and it seemed Ernest had

long strides, he left the yard. Ethel's scolding ceased shortly after. Curious about the commotion outside,

deliberate harm. You'll be legally liable if we report this," Ernest

earlier. It seemed my fall wasn't an accident but a deliberate

proof do you have that I did it?

interrupted, "I've asked around. People

pleading yet fierce as she spat, "She shouldn't have seduced you!"

had a knack

I hobbled over, leaning on the wall for support, and without making a scene,

Ernest's muscled arm, impressed by its firmness. "Let's go. Cut me

me goosebumps. It was an unfamiliar tactic on my

looked at me,

lifted me into his arms. His ease in holding me, as if I was no heavier than a