No More Waiting, She Chooses Love

Chapter 74



"Yeah." With that word, Ernest ended the call.

He was the man of the hour, the key figure in the lighting test, someone I couldn't afford to upset. So, I threw a jacket over my pajamas and knocked on his door. Ernest opened it, his gaze immediately landing on my still-damp hair, causing a noticeable swallow.

"Still hurts?" he asked.

I blinked, puzzled for a moment. "Sorry?"

His eyes dropped to my waist, and I instantly got it.

For some reason, my heart skipped a beat. "Oh, no, it's fine."

"Just a sec," he said and turned away, leaving me at the doorway.

I saw his laptop on the table through the open door, realizing he had been working while I was showering. His work ethic was quite impressive.

Ernest returned, his tall frame blocking everything behind him as I shifted my focus to him. He was still in the same clothes but with his T-shirt tucked in, making his legs look longer. He could easily pass for a runway model.

It wasn't hard to see why Deborah got so enchanted. After all, isn't beauty universally admired?

reducing bruises," Ernest

I took it. "Thanks."

gets worse, see

showed

thought had barely crossed my mind when he continued, "I

was speechless

It was just that he didn't want the work held

Mr. Collins. I'm as keen as you

to deal with him anymore. And, I could report

ointment at him before turning

ointment onto the bed and sighed. For some reason, I felt inexplicably stifled and

out of

a fluffy

jumping

the bed

water, only to yelp, "What the heck is this? It almost killed

the ointment. "Where'd this come from? Is it

else?" I

Are you hurt?" Deborah's