No More Waiting, She Chooses Love

Chapter 105



With a snarl that seemed like he was ready to devour me whole, his tone was aggressive, almost threatening. But fear didn't grip me. In fact, I had been wanting to confront him myself, so I directly let go of Ernest's grip.

However, in the next moment, Ernest tightened his hold on my hand instead.

Turning to him, our eyes met, and the glimmer within his gaze felt eerily familiar.

Right, it was the same protective spark I'd noticed back when we were at Galaxy Harbor, after Fat Jean had tripped me, sending me sprawling to the ground. Ernest had looked at me with the same fiery determination then.

It was a look that meant to guard me.

Yet, at this moment, I didn't need his protection. Gently extracting my hand from his, I said, "Mr. Wagner can't intimidate me.'

Ernest didn't try to stop me again. Conrad, visibly seething, stormed off. Ivan hurried after us but only made it a few steps before Conrad turned and barked at him, "This doesn't concern you."

throwing me a cautious glance before standing

I called out to him, "Mr. Wagner, if you have

at his retreating figure. "Mr. Wagner, whatever it is, spill it here. I've got other things to

my arm, pulling me into a whirl. Before I knew it, I was pinned against a wall, his breath, and that face, the one I'd admired for over a

you've really got some nerve, using yourself

back was painful. This man was impulsive, quick to

always tread lightly around him,

defiance, "I'm simply not interested in Mr. Wagner

remained silent but stared intensively,

"No," I said frankly.

Conrad scoffed, disbelief evident in his voice. "You defend him, hold his hand, and

words almost made me laugh, "If holding hands means getting cozy, what does kissing

widened in shock, "You kissed him? Did you

clear he meant to suggest something more