No More Waiting, She Chooses Love

Chapter 151



At the crack of dawn, around five in the morning, I rolled out of bed and into a yoga session, aiming to kickstart my day with a burst of energy for the new job ahead.

By six, after freshening up and changing, I was about to whip up some breakfast when my phone buzzed with a message from Ernest.

"Breakfast's on the table. Left the keys at your door."

Puzzled, I stared at the message for a few minutes before opening my door to indeed find the keys. Curiosity piqued, I entered Ernest's room to discover breakfast waiting for me.

Despite my initial reluctance, I couldn't deny the allure of his cooking and ended up 'helping' him out last night.

What was this morning's breakfast about, though? Was he auditioning for the role of my live-in chef, free of charge?

to a ready-made meal was delightful, I couldn't shake off a sense of guilt for enjoying this unearned

deal? Mr.

toss a few coins

wasn't serious, but after a brief moment of contemplation, I texted him: "Ernest, you've crossed the line. We agreed on a faux romance,

still feel responsible for your well-being. Otherwise, I would have to

signed up for a role, not a caretaker position. And let's make it clear, this culinary act of yours is a one-off. Don't expect me to

setting boundaries, especially when I couldn't reciprocate his

I enjoyed the breakfast, and

hadn't called to rescind my offer which likely meant they were waiting to

spirits, but

Director Hudson," greeted Grant, the first to meet me, his handshake warm and enthusiastic.

Is there any truth to that?" Grant's smile didn't waver; he didn't seem taken aback. Instead, he was surprisingly forthright. "Yes, there's been

puzzled me. "And yet, you

would I?"