No More Waiting, She Chooses Love

Chapter 150



My heart skipped a beat, "I told you, we can't be a thing. If that's what you're hoping for, I think we shouldn't even pretend to date. I'll find someone else."

As soon as I finished speaking, Ernest, who had been standing still, took a long stride towards me, "And who might that be?"

Instinctively, I stepped back, but as I retreated, he advanced, pressing on, "What, going on more blind dates? Or perhaps asking a brother or a friend?"

I could almost taste the jealousy.

"Ernest!" I put my hand out to stop him as I ran out of room to back away.

But he cut me off before I could say more, "I admit, I have feelings for you, but you rejected me. So, I won't be the guy who can't take a hint."

Huh?

Now, I was the confused one.

Ernest's expression was cool, his deep-set eyes locking onto mine. "Right now, I'm just a regular guy living across from you. Don't overthink it."

I was speechless. Was he implying I was the one with a wild imagination?

Lost for words, Ernest switched topics, "What were you calling about earlier?"

and I went along with it,

he replied, as if it was the

idea of finishing on schedule or even two days

challenged his confidence, "But changing the setup now could mean

I'll handle it. Any problems, I'll take responsibility,"

did all his confidence

guy for the lighting,

a brief moment,

though

charge of lighting, if the final result isn't what

waver, "I'll make

more could I

hope so," I muttered, ready

to sidestep him, but he mirrored

getting

you could help me with

the kind

fix

leaky

to broken hearts, what could he possibly need my

asked, "With

eat it?" His question caught me off guard, and

was my neighbor, the anger that had been building up inside me dissipated at