No More Waiting, She Chooses Love

Chapter 113



"Is he treating me like a kid with that lollipop?"

I was about to call him childish when he shoved the candy into my hand and grabbed himself a drink, even fetching my water bottle along the way.

Ernest plopped down on the bench, patting the seat next to him, "Take a break."

Do I look like I need a break? I hadn't done much but handle some minor issues.

Reluctantly, I joined Ernest as he sat down. Without him, I doubted I'd get much done. That's when I realized he was subtly guiding me.

"You were pretty fierce earlier," Ernest remarked.

I took a sip of water. "Was I?"

"Yeah, it was kinda scary," he said, making me tilt my head at him.

He nodded, "Seriously."

For some reason, his boy-next-door charm mixed with his tough-guy vibe was oddly endearing.

It was bizarre feeling this way about Ernest, the epitome of rugged masculinity. I blurted out, "Ernest, how old are you?"

about acting childishly. But he replied, "I've told

beat too slow, then he added, "During our

Oh, right.

for me to remember, answering my

to respond, as if we were just

"Granny Joan called me, heard we're working together. She wants

was the first time Ernest brought

him not to mention her, and Khadn't asked because my memories of Granny Joan were tied to her setting me up

I couldn't ignore it. I

ear," his response made me look

however, was busy drinking, his Adam's apple bobbing in a way that made me avert

visit her by myself, doesn't need

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on my own," I said, looking at him again, "I

I meant

on

hear that. I

planloping things further

& who remind

so it was crucial

up

I glanced at the elevator,

"Hmm?" He seemed confused.