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 replied,

was a beat too slow, then

Oh, right.

he didn't wait for me to remember, answering my

to respond, as if we were just not on the

gulping down more water, he mentioned, "Granny Joan called me, heard we're working

brought up Granny Joan since he

because my memories of Granny Joan

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

by ear," his response

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her by myself, doesn't need to be with

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said, looking

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if we occasionally ended up close, like earlier in the

of which, I glanced at the elevator, "What

"Hmm?" He seemed confused.