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 parents and the car crash

scene, I had sneaked a peek at their case file at the police station and saw the photos

were etched into my mind,

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

checking my phone to see

at this time, regardless of how

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

were a few missed calls and messages on my phone because it was on silent, I didn't

had called twice, and there was also a message

had a bad feeling it might have something

had made my feelings clear, and she hadn't reached out recently. Could this be about

pondered for a moment

to reply to Fanny

call, so I opened

you answer? Are you

Mr. Collins

back or text, or I'm

James's bar? Did

must have

have come

find

on my hotel door.

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