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?"

to tease him about acting childishly. But he

a beat too slow,

Oh, right.

me to remember, answering my

myself unable to respond, as if we were just not on the same

called me, heard we're working together. She wants me to bring you over after we're done

was the first time Ernest brought

and Khadn't asked because my memories of Granny Joan were tied to her setting

her up, I couldn't ignore it. I chuckled, "Didn't you tell her you're planning to stay here

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"Hmm?" He seemed confused.