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.

his gaze wandered into the distance. Following

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

discern any peculiarities, I was brought back by Ernest's voice, "What

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

to rephrase my explanation. "It's not real love. We're

would I agree to this?" Ernest's gaze

about the whole charade, if it weren't

considered such a ploy.

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

me. To voice such thoughts would change the dynamic, making it seem like was taking advantage of his interest.

what?" Ernest pressed, as I decided not to

offered a

want to

leaving me with no need to hide. I turned to

in. After a few seconds of silence, my cheeks began to flush with

and said,