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.

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

Ernest had work the next day, I suggested, "Let's head

don't want to keep looking

I'm beat," I yawned, pretending to be wiped

our way back, Ernest remained quiet, and I was too distracted by the array of street food and trinkets to

spotted a beautiful flower crown and playfully tried it on.

me. Turning around, I

gaze fixed

I approached him, concerned. "What's wrong? Are you

sweat on his forehead and

feels off," he admitted without

ice flashed through my mind. "Did the shaved ice upset your

hesitated before

"How long have

"All this while..."

hand as if to strike him but instead,

follow my

pulled

for the flower crown through a quick transaction on

it, but now that he had paid, I had

I couldn't dwell on the

we'd find a suitable doctor, so

Fanny didn't pick up, leaving me no choice but to take him

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