No More Waiting, She Chooses Love

Chapter 88



"Ernest, what's your game here? Blackmailing me with our past and last night's events, is that it?" I confronted him.

"No," he muttered, avoiding my gaze.

His evasion was a clear indication of his guilt. I clenched my fists, feeling a sudden urge to give him a piece of my mind, physically.

"I'm a stranger in these parts, what's wrong with asking for a little help? I've had your back before," Ernest spoke up again, his voice tinged with vulnerability.

It felt as though by not helping him, I'd be the one betraying a debt of gratitude.

Debts, whether of money or of favors, always come due.

I sighed. "Alright, Mr. Collins, where would you like to go today? Got any shopping to do? Just tell me, and we'll head out."

"I was thinking of apartment hunting," he said, catching me off guard.

"Apartment hunting? I thought you were just here temporarily?" I asked, puzzled.

"I might not be going back, so I thought I'd look around in advance," Ernest's words felt like a punch to the gut.

feeling, but it was definitely

even here," I

resign!"

I was speechless.

I can't afford to buy right now," Ernest

In a world where so many guys put on a show, flaunting what they don't have to keep up appearances, Ernest was

you're considering quitting your job?" I mumbled,

didn't respond, probably lost in

stirred my sympathy, and before I knew it, I was driving

area. The rent here must be

For an engineer like you, aiming to work in this area, finding a place in the city center makes more sense. Saves time,"

I added, "I could lend you some money,

make an arrangement with me?" Ernest's reply took me

at him,

between us, and the thought that he might have considered marrying

the car,

a real estate agency in the

be right there," I ended the call and turned to Ernest, "You go

home. Need to get it fixed

my downstairs neighbor, informing me that water