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.

Instead, his gaze wandered into the distance. Following his

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

to discern any peculiarities, I was brought back by

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

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

I agree to this?"

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

considered such a ploy.

hair, casting them across my face. I brushed them

paused, hesitating to admit he seemed interested in marrying me and appeared to have feelings for me. To voice such thoughts would change the dynamic, making it seem like was taking advantage of his interest. So, I

Ernest pressed, as I decided not to

a nervous smile.

mention that I want to marry you?" Ernest bluntly

leaving me with no need to hide. I turned to face him and asked,

to race and nerves to set in. After a

I ran a hand through my hair and said, "If