No More Waiting, She Chooses Love

Chapter 67



I wondered, 'Ernest? Isn't he a taxi driver? How does he turn into the lighting technician I've been waiting for eagerly?'

For a moment, I felt like I was hallucinating.

"Ms. Hudson, meet Mr. Collins," Graham introduced us.

Ernest extended his hand toward me. "Nice to meet you, Ms. Hudson."

His tone and gaze were as if we were strangers.

I was still seated, and from my angle, I could see his perfect jawline and irresistibly sexy Adam's apple, which made my heart race.

Deborah nudged me with her elbow, snapping me back to reality. I stood up and shook his hand.

Our hands barely touched before he spoke, "Ms. Hudson, please continue your meal. I'll check out the site."

"No, I'll come with you," I said, standing up, but Ernest didn't move.

eaten? I haven't grabbed a bite yet. What's good to eat around here?"

Collins?" "Sure," Deborah quickly took out her phone and asked, "Mr.

half-eaten takeaway before me.

recommendation, which

South. I thought spicy food wouldn't be his thing. Yet, he

looks like Mr. Collins and Ms.

I cleared my throat and looked at Ernest and Graham. "Shall we

for work," Ernest said, setting down his backpack and pulling out a half-drunk bottle of water, taking a few

as he drank, I couldn't

food wouldn't arrive for another twenty minutes. Holding the bottle, Ernest said, "Ms.

me. "Girl, Mr. Collins

creatures, and Deborah was instantly

had to admit that Deborah

a boyfriend?" I continued

be gone once he has the lights set up. No harm

words caught me off guard. I never expected the typically demure Deborah to harbor such wild

teased her, then cautioned, "Keep it in check. Don't

worry. I

told me,