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.

immediately. Instead, his gaze wandered into the distance. Following his line of sight,

to propose. He wouldn't choose the Ferris wheel

toward the Ferris wheel, trying to discern any peculiarities, I was brought back by Ernest's voice,

being. Once Conrad, Mr. Wagner's infatuation fades, we'll go back to

explanation. "It's not real love. We're only putting on an act

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

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

considered such a ploy.

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

seemed interested in marrying me and appeared to have feelings for me. To voice such thoughts

Ernest pressed, as

offered a nervous smile.

want

need to hide. I turned to face him and

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

I ran a hand through my hair and said, "If you don't want to, it's fine.