No More Waiting, She Chooses Love

Chapter 76



"Why did he ask that?"

I couldn't wrap my head around it, so I shot back a puzzled look.

Ernest didn't reply. He had already grabbed a quick bite and headed to the amusement park ahead of time.

Overnight, the park's electrical issues were all sorted, and Ernest kicked off a comprehensive check on the lighting. I was playing the role of the inspector - he'd adjust, I'd check. If it wasn't right, he'd tweak it again.

And I finally understood what he meant the night before about not letting physical issues hinder work. The guy was practically a machine, non-stop, turning me into a spinning top. I hardly had a chance to take a sip of water, sometimes intentionally avoiding it for fear of needing too many bathroom breaks.

In the time it took me to make a round, he could have adjusted another set of lights, waiting on me to approve so we could move on. It was a bottleneck.

After three days, I was totally spent, my mouth riddled with canker sores, yet Ernest, who also skipped out on drinking water, seemed perfectly fine. Turns out, I was the delicate one in front of a man.

"Felicia, you better drink some water before you turn into a dried-up Ethel," Deborah, who shared a room with me, was all too aware of my ordeal and felt for me.

I cracked a smile and said, "Even all dried up, I'd still be a pretty damsel."

just as Ernest's gaze met mine. Our eyes locked unintentionally, and I nearly choked. "Why

when Ernest came down, grabbed a bottle of purified water,

his Adam's apple bobbing

physical response,

reason, I was particularly

I have a

Deborah to pat my back. "Felicia, why do you keep choking? You haven't gotten sores in your throat

attention, and I quickly shook my head,

Ernest's focus seemed to be on

them, shaking

slow down Mr. Collins' progress. Now her mouth's

closer, towering over me, "Open

and so did Deborah,

next moment,

was

my

Omy chin, forcing bet

a look.

, he announced, "Canke

sores."