No More Waiting, She Chooses Love

Chapter 95



I was so embarrassed that if there was a hole to crawl into right then, I would have seriously considered jumping in.

But there wasn't.

And I knew, the less I dared to face this issue head-on, the more Ernest would overthink it.

Plus, Ernest had a way of being so straightforward with me, not mincing his words, whether it was time to act or speak his mind.

It's like I wasn't even a stranger to him.

With that thought, I tried to lift my head naturally, "Oh really? Talk is cheap."

"Hmm," Ernest took a sip from his glass, "I could..."

Hearing those words set off alarm bells in my head, "Ernest, zip it."

But I ended up losing this battle.

"I mean, if you need proof, I could go to the hospital," Ernest went on anyway.

hard pill to swallow, his words still

would I need him to prove anything? I'm not

your proofs for your future wife," I

turned the corner, my arm was caught, and the familiar

holding my arm, "Felicia, do you think it's appropriate to dine here with a mere lighting

help but laugh, "Are we not allowed to eat here? Did Mr. Wagner buy out the place?" "Felicia," Conrad frowned. "Even

and now, every word

a dig

double degrees from Cambridge. How many of

about his credentials this

a corporate tycoon, his

for business, which made the Wagner Group a leader in the industry

but Conrad was

see me that badly?" Conrad's

down. After all, he was the man I had a crush on for ten years. If he was garbage, it would only

you're no better than Ernest," I pressed, using Ernest to put him

my hand tightened almost to the point of pain, yet

crossed my heart. "Conrad, let me remind you, we are nothing to each other now. Who

words only made his face