No More Waiting, She Chooses Love

Chapter 94



If only I hadn't looked, it would've saved me the heartache.

Just as I was about to divert my attention, I caught Conrad turning around. His gaze shot through the glass of the floor-to-ceiling window, his brows furrowed in a clear sign of displeasure.

I didn't linger on him, though, and instead, turned to Ernest, who had just finished ordering and handed me his phone to review our selections. And there it was, a list full of my favorites.

But how could he know? We weren't close enough for him to know my food tastes. Did he share the same taste as me?

I lifted my gaze, intending to ask, but then hesitated. Asking too much might show I cared more than I should, and I couldn't afford to let Ernest see that.

So instead, I asked, "How about a drink?"

“I don't drink,” he declined, adding, "Plus, I've got some errands this afternoon."

Right, he was going to see some apartments.

I assumed it was because of his plans he refused the drink, so I said, "No worries. I can come with you to check out the places, make sure you don't get swindled."

"No need, I've already..." He paused, and I looked at him, waiting for him to finish.

Our eyes met, his gaze steady, "I've decided to look around by myself, see more options."

too keen on tagging along anyway, fearing any mishap could somehow be blamed

the table, I ordered us soft drinks instead and

leisurely lunch?" Conrad, that piece of work, had decided to grace us with his presence. I could only wonder what Haley had told him to rile him up this time. His words annoyed me. Did he think we didn't even deserve a break

retort when Ernest beat me to it, "We're off

us, landing on me. "Who

Ernest spoke up

Conrad's expression darkened.

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words were a clear

I approved the day off. What, do you expect

analogy might not have been perfect,

just be a technician, but surely Mr.

by our joint rebuke,

your break. Consider this meal on the company," he spat out before storming off to settle the bill

couldn't help but mock, "Mr. Collins, did

his gaze making me somewhat

to look away, he said, "You got a text." "Did I? Let's see," I followed his cue