No More Waiting, She Chooses Love

Chapter 100



"Yes." he replied.

I was about to say something when he whispered again, "I can't help it, I can't help wanting to be close to you, to treat you well, and that includes... flirting with you."

Indeed, if love could be controlled, it wouldn't ensnare everyone from mortals to the divine.

I was at a loss for words, but Ernest just let go of me. "Go back to your room, drink some water, and if you need anything, just call me."

After he said that, he let go of my hand and pointed to my purse. "Give me your key card, I'll open the door for you."

"No need," I snapped back to reality, pulling away from him. "I can do it myself."

I hurriedly fished out my key card, swiped it to open the door, and then leaned against it, unable to compose myself for a long time.

When Deborah came back, I was already lying in bed. She was tiptoeing, probably to avoid waking me up.

I didn't open my eyes because I didn't want to talk, but I heard Deborah mutter softly, "Sleeping just fine, my coming here was pointless." Hearing that, I twitched my fingers under the blanket, realizing Deborah must have been sent by Ernest to check on me.

Ernest...How did I get entangled with this man?

I couldn't figure out why, and soon, I drifted off to sleep.

dreamed about my

crash scene, I had sneaked a peek at their case

into my

dream about it more than once. In recent years, the dreams had almost stopped. But that night, I dreamed about

woke up before dawn, checking my phone to

been waking up at this time,

night before, my head didn't hurt, and I

messages on my phone because it was on

there was also

but I had a bad feeling it might have something to

clear, and she hadn't reached out recently. Could

for a moment

reply to

so I opened the chat

didn't you answer? Are

Mr. Collins

or text, or I'm calling

James's bar? Did

have checked

might have

failing to find

on my hotel door.

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