No More Waiting, She Chooses Love

Chapter 124



The moment I finished my words, Ernest's grip on my hand tightened. His eyes narrowed, a fleeting emotion hidden deep within them.

Then, the pressure on my hand vanished as he let go.

I quickly stepped aside, rubbing the sore spot where he had gripped me too tightly. "I've made all the edits you marked. Do you want to check them now?"

Ernest didn't move, still reclining in his chair, his eyes now shut again. "No need, you should head off to bed."

"Oh, goodnight then," I said, turning away.

"Licia," Ernest suddenly called out from behind me.

I staggered, had he just called me...?

Licia...

That was my nickname, used only by my parents when they were alive, and occasionally by Fanny, but she only ever called me Licia in private. But I heard it clearly; Ernest had just called me Licia.

and looked at

said, eyes still closed. "Just... could you close the door on

leaving, making sure to close

head straight back to the room I shared with Deborah. Instead, I leaned against

I tried to calm down, the more I found myself replaying our brief moment of eye contact and the way he had half-hugged me to help open a document

mentally slap myself back to reality and force myself to go back to my room, lying down in bed to

stop my mind from wandering back to him, I

saying: "He's not dead or injured, he's just bleeding a

chuckled at the message and replied:

was

the one with Jefferson. He had sent

your ex, huh? You're something

"Between you and

fire earlier, maybe

needs a kick to keep the

front of me, and likely more so in front of Conrad, I wondered

back to Jefferson: "Is there something Conrad owes Haley, or something that ruined

It was late