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.

wandered into the distance. Following

propose. He

toward the Ferris wheel, trying to discern any peculiarities, I was brought back by Ernest's voice, "What do you mean,

boyfriend for the time being. Once Conrad, Mr. Wagner's infatuation fades, we'll go back to being nothing,"

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

would I agree to

him in the eye, embarrassed about the whole charade, if it weren't for

considered such a ploy.

face. I brushed them back, replying, "Because you're

voice such thoughts would change the dynamic, making it seem like

what?" Ernest pressed, as I decided not to

offered a nervous smile.

I like you, too. Didn't I mention that I want to marry you?"

me with no need to hide. I

to race and nerves to set in. After a few seconds of silence, my cheeks

and said, "If you don't want to, it's fine. Let's pretend I