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.

hummed, "Ernest's always been aloof and only opens up to someone who

did Ethel mean

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

eerily quiet. I stepped out in my slip dress, only to lock eyes with two pairs staring back at me from the stone table outside. Ernest

Ethel called out warmly, "Licia, why go back in? Come have

Ernest had already

scared him off," Ethel teased, moving closer. "Playing hard to

and I knew what she was implying, but that

you too old for

Ethel

in my

anger. "What did

too nice to you,

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insult me like that?"

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"No, no, I'm admiring you. Even at your age, nothing gets past your sharp

you and Ernest?" Ethel's mood dictated how

at my