No More Waiting, She Chooses Love

Chapter 137



Was Ernest dazzled by me?

I had assumed he was the type of guy whose inner world was as rigid and straightforward as he looked from the outside, someone who wouldn't be swayed by just physical beauty.

It turned out the adage about men was spot-on.

Even though I knew I had caught Ernest's attention, I couldn't help but flirtatiously toss my wavy hair again to see his gaze deepening and his expression turning colder.

I couldn't pinpoint the reason behind his mood changes, and frankly, I wasn't too keen on playing the guessing game. Cutting to the chase, I asked, "So, Mr. Collins, are you in?"

"What?" His eyes drifted away from me as he spoke.

I laughed. Was Ernest the one losing track? I knew he wasn't. He was playing dumb.

"Be my boyfriend. Temporarily," I reiterated what I'd said the night before.

Following his line of

about Conrad's planning to propose. He wouldn't choose the Ferris wheel

the Ferris wheel, trying to discern any peculiarities, I

Once Conrad, Mr. Wagner's infatuation fades, we'll go back to being nothing," I admitted, feeling a tinge of guilt at my own

I tried to rephrase my explanation. "It's not real love.

would I agree to this?" Ernest's gaze met

if it weren't for Fanny's prodding and Conrad's increasing obsession,

considered such a ploy.

hair, casting them across my face. I brushed them back, replying, "Because you're the most suitable person around me,

feelings for me. To voice such thoughts would change the dynamic, making

what?" Ernest pressed, as I decided

a nervous

want to

hide. I turned to face him and asked,

remained silent, causing my heart to race and nerves to set in. After a few seconds of silence,

hand through my hair and said, "If you don't