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?

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

deal? Mr. Collins,

"Ah, just toss a few coins to

a brief moment of contemplation, I texted him: "Ernest, you've crossed

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

was unsolicited, so I made my stance clear: "You're overthinking this. You signed up for a role, not a caretaker position. And let's make it clear, this culinary act of yours is a one-off.

ungrateful; it was about setting boundaries, especially when I couldn't

I enjoyed the breakfast, and it really did

nagging thought crossed my mind. The firm hadn't called to rescind my offer which likely meant

dampened my spirits, but I

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

my hire. Is there any truth to that?" Grant's smile didn't

yet, you seem uninterested in

I?" Grant