No More Waiting, She Chooses Love

Chapter 70



I shifted uneasily, my gaze locking with his deep, sharp eyes, feeling an unexpected twinge of guilt.

I looked away and stepped forward, muttering, "It's not that. I don't want people getting the wrong idea."

"Right," he responded, his tone leaving me clueless about his thoughts.

I didn't press further. After all, we were adults and should understand boundaries and tact. Besides, he didn't seem like the type to gossip.

The silence between Ernest and me grew awkward until I finally broke it. "How soon can we get the lights adjusted?"

Ernest shrugged. "Hard to say."

I frowned, remembering the promise I made to Conrad. "We need it done in twenty days, tops."

Ernest looked at me, and I braced for his response, only to hear a noncommittal "Hmm."

Was that a yes?

though I could've brought up our landlady, Ethel, I chose not to. Bringing her up would just make things weirder, especially since she's partly why

silent walk seemed to last forever, and I was so nervous that my back was covered

Conrad, my ex-fiancé, with composure, yet standing beside Ernest, a man from a failed blind

was already waiting. After a brief introduction, they

I asked, "Any

Ernest need to inspect the place? His presence implied he suspected the power supply affected

eline

Ernest and

"This isn't a 220V line. What equipment is it

the generator's label. "It's for the

devices, their locations, and

nodded. "I'll have Deborah bring

making the call, I caught up and found Ernest discussing another power supply

and work attire gave him a cold, tough vibe. Lost in my observation, Ernest

approached, distracted,

a

g piece of equipment.