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?

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

the deal? Mr. Collins, aiming for a side

talker, replied, "Ah, just toss a few coins to

knew he wasn't serious, but after a brief moment of contemplation, I texted him: "Ernest, you've crossed the

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

my stance clear: "You're overthinking this. You signed up for a role, not a caretaker position. And let's make it

about being ungrateful; it was about setting boundaries,

and it really did fuel my

work, however, a nagging thought crossed my mind. The firm hadn't called

but I pressed on to

to meet me, his handshake warm and

confronted the issue head-on. "Mr. Smith, I've heard my previous employer has been meddling with my hire. Is there any truth to that?" Grant's smile didn't waver;

facade puzzled me. "And yet, you seem uninterested in

would I?" Grant