No More Waiting, She Chooses Love

Chapter 47



I had never said anything so blunt in my life.

Ernest paused, then replied indifferently, "You're overthinking it."

His words left me speechless.

He turned around to slice a watermelon, placing the pieces so neatly on the plate. They looked like soldiers lined up for inspection. Staring at the watermelon, I suddenly wanted to explore his room again.

"Why aren't you eating? Thinking it'll satisfy your craving?" Ethel teased as she approached.

Ethel was something else. She would stand with her hands on her hips when scolding someone. She could be tender and thoughtful when she cared, cracking a dirty joke without batting an eye.

"I was waiting for you. You went to bat for me earlier, and it must've been tough," I playfully handed Ethel a big slice of watermelon.

Ethel didn't hesitate, biting into it. "Sweet, but my blood sugar's through the roof. I can't have too much."

I started eating my watermelon, but Ernest returned to his room and didn't come out again.

When dinner time came, he left again. I wanted to ask if he would eat, but he moved so fast that I didn't get the chance to speak.

been aloof and only opens

Ethel mean

Ernest did to my foot worked wonders. After a good night's sleep, the

out in my slip dress, only to lock eyes with two pairs staring back at me from the

"Licia, why go back

had already left.

off," Ethel teased, moving closer. "Playing

and I knew what she was implying, but that

aren't you too old for such dirty jokes?" I

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in my

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insult me like that?"

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I'm admiring you. Even at your age, nothing gets

Ernest?" Ethel's mood dictated how

at my feet,