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.

it wasn't exactly a hard pill to swallow,

to prove anything? I'm

future wife," I

turned the corner, my arm was caught, and the familiar scent told me who it was

holding my arm, "Felicia, do you think it's appropriate to dine

I couldn't help but laugh, "Are we not allowed to eat here? Did Mr.

and now, every word from him was dripping with

it was a dig

Cambridge. How many

about his

my question. Although he was a corporate tycoon, his academic achievements weren't anything to write home about,

Wagner

but Conrad was

that badly?" Conrad's face reddened with

while he was down. After all, he was the man I had a crush

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

of pain, yet he had been

you, we are nothing to each other now. Who I dine with or what I do is none of your

made his