No More Waiting, She Chooses Love

Chapter 91



I was breathless, frozen in place. Ernest didn't move or speak, but his gaze was fixed on me. More accurately, we were locked in a stare. We just looked at each other, neither advancing nor retreating. I could even feel both our heartbeats accelerating...

Until the voice of Mrs. Johnson from next door broke the silence, "That new girl renting the place sure knows how to pick 'em. Look how clean he got the stairs."

That snapped me back to reality. I pushed Ernest away and hurried back to the living room. But once there, I didn't know what to do next, feeling utterly confused and flustered.

Ernest followed, breaking the awkwardness with ease, "Is this your parents' old house?"

I was puzzled about how he knew, but then I saw him walking towards a wall adorned with photographs. "You haven't changed much since you were a kid."

The wall held my certificates of achievement and a family portrait, with me in the middle, flanked by my parents, all of us wearing gentle smiles. Seeing their smiling faces now, though, there was a pang in my heart.

"You were a great student," Ernest remarked, eyeing my certificates - not just 'Star Student' but also 'Academic Excellence' and 'All-Rounder'.

said, unable to hide

looked at

paused, then added, "In

I didn't want any further entanglements with him, so I said, "You've helped a lot today. Let me treat you to dinner, and

to taking the initiative.

"I need to wash

face and clothes, "Wait here, I'll go

a local supermarket nearby that sold pretty much

Ernest refused, "Just a towel will do.

insist, but his firm look made me relent. I went to the bathroom, grabbed my towel for him, "Here, use this one. I don't have a

responded

started to wash

For some reason, I didn't leave. I watched him wash his face in a rugged manner, splashing water all over even running his hands through his hair

it wasn't cold, he was using cold water. I was about to remind him when he began drying his face