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."

down at my skirt, a royal blue silk number that hugged my figure

revealing a bit of my thigh, and it seemed

and asked, "Does my skirt bother you that much?" Ernest's Adam's apple bobbed quickly twice, and then, with long strides, he left the yard. Ethel's scolding ceased shortly after. Curious about the commotion outside, I hopped to the door and saw Ernest with his back to me, confronting his rumored flame,

harm. You'll be legally liable if we report

It seemed my fall wasn't an accident but

proof do you have that I did it? Did you

People have seen you

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

Jean sure had a knack

I hobbled over, leaning on the wall for support, and without making a scene, I looped my arm through Ernest's, offering Fat Jean a smug smile, "Thanks for this drama. It showed me

muscled arm, impressed by

It was an unfamiliar tactic on my part,

at me,

arms. His ease in holding