No More Waiting, She Chooses Love

Chapter 172



I didn't bother asking who the woman with Jefferson was. From her getup and makeup, it was clear she wasn't his serious girlfriend, just a fleeting companion in his journey.

After Jefferson left, I turned my attention back to my bowl, only to find that Ernest had already finished the shaved ice.

"Let's grab something else to eat," Ernest suggested, without a hint of politeness.

Gritting my teeth, I agreed, "Fine."

Next, Ernest led me to a food stand where he ordered us both a steaming bowl of chicken noodle soup. This time, he didn't touch mine, probably because it was hot.

It seemed he wasn't keen on the shaved ice earlier; he just didn't want me overindulging.

Despite his rough edges, Ernest genuinely cared for me.

After finishing our chicken noodle soup, we continued our stroll, passing by pet shops and florists.

Eventually, I bought Ernest two potted plants. "Your place needs a touch of homeliness. These should brighten it up and bring in some positive vibes." "Am I not 'manly' enough for you?" he teased.

If Ernest wasn't the epitome of masculinity, I doubted anyone could be.

"Consider it a boost of floral scent then; may it bring you luck in love," I teased, only to see him flash a knowing smile.

I had a hunch his smile hid a deeper meaning, so before he could speak, I quickly cut him off, "Don't you say a word."

Obediently, he stayed silent.

tow, we kept exploring until midnight, yet the streets remained

the next day, I suggested,

don't want to keep

I yawned,

I was too distracted by the array of street food and trinkets to

crown and playfully tried

me. Turning around, I noticed

his gaze fixed on the flower crown. "Looks

him, concerned. "What's wrong? Are

his forehead

he admitted without hiding

of him eating shaved ice flashed through my mind.

hesitated before softly acknowledging

grew angry. "How long have you been in

"All this while..."

my hand as if to strike him but instead, urgently pulled him along. "We're going to the

didn't follow my lead

pulled me back,

paid for the flower crown through

now that he had paid, I had no choice but

on the small stuff, quickly

we'd find a

leaving me no choice but to take him to the emergency