No More Waiting, She Chooses Love

Chapter 102



"Hmm, something's going wrong with the lights," I explained as Jacqueline approached the scaffold where Ernest was working.

"Sir, shouldn't you be wearing a safety harness? Seems a tad risky, doesn't it? Safety first, always," Jacqueline was quick to spot the issue.

Actually, Ernest always wore his harness, but he had taken it off momentarily when he climbed down earlier. It was an impromptu decision to climb up, hence the oversight.

"Yes, of course, safety first," I quickly agreed before calling out to Ernest, "Why on earth did you go up without strapping on your harness? Come down this instant."

Ernest came down and sincerely admitted, "My mistake, I'll be more careful next time. It won't happen again."

His demeanor was reminiscent of a schoolboy caught in a misstep, earnestly promising not to repeat his mistake.

Oddly, I felt a twinge of guilt, as if I was being too harsh on him.

Jacqueline observed him, saying, "Safety is about protecting yourself, being responsible for your well-being. You can only care for others if you first care for yourself, right?"

Despite not being in the workforce, Jacqueline, as the director's wife, spoke with a certain philosophical depth and instructional intent.

Yet, her words left me pondering deeper meanings.

"Yes, Mrs. Wagner," Ernest responded respectfully.

"You must be famished after working all morning. I've brought lunch; have a bite," Jacqueline suddenly transformed into a benign figure. Ernest expressed his gratitude and headed off to eat, while Jacqueline watched him go, noting, "The lad seems strong and capable."

understood her insinuation, likening Ernest to just another laborer, much like how Conrad had dismissed him

likely heard something from Conrad and

an engineer, responsible for the lighting adjustments," I clarified, aiming

the director's wife, accustomed to mingling with the upper crust, she simply

you? Let's head to the office for lunch. We can chat more comfortably there,"

has already arranged all the dishes, exactly to my

was certain this was a different arrangement

you, Jacqueline," I said, genuinely

come home, this is the least I can do," Jacqueline gestured for me to sit, "Eat up before it

no time, diving into

there," she chuckled, seeing my

just so delicious," I

after years with the Wagner family, it had

it makes everyone

there really no chance for you and

I paused, then nodded.

"Then it's his loss,

lacking, it's me." I felt a pang of

over the years was real; I felt it deeply. Leaving Conrad was

harder.

who cared for

no

force affection.

mind,