No More Waiting, She Chooses Love

Chapter 196



After finishing my last sip of oatmeal, the question that had been lingering in my mind since yesterday finally surfaced. "Those guys didn't bother you again, did they?" As I asked, my eyes instinctively scanned his hands and face for any signs of injury. Thankfully, there were none.

"No," Ernest seemed to catch the drift of my concern, "Even if they did, they're no match for me."

Such confidence!

I then probed him about something more serious, "Have you found anything about your dad's car accident? Who's trying to intimidate you by pinning it on someone?"

Ernest looked at me, "They're afraid I'll dig up something about my father's boss' death."

Ernest was being cryptic, only revealing bits and pieces, so I had to press on, "Was your dad's boss some big shot? Does his death affect anyone's interests?"

"People die, and after over a decade, those interests don't matter anymore. They're afraid of the kid my dad's boss left behind holding a grudge," Ernest's words unexpectedly tightened my throat.

"Your dad's boss had a child? Have you met them? Do they know you're investigating?" I bombarded him with questions.

Ernest averted his gaze, "She doesn't know yet."

a moment, I asked, "Are you going to continue with

course," Ernest didn't

putting yourself in danger. Those guys from yesterday clearly

as

your father or

"Is

the past," I echoed the advice my dad used to give my mom, something I've always remembered. "Okay, I

knowing what else

lighten the mood, "Did you pick up your cooking skills in the military? You weren't in the kitchen

he wasn't. He had told me

was a kid, a picky eater. That's

"You have a sister?"

he clarified, as if worried I

my lips, "You never

paused in his eating, glancing at me briefly, "I haven't had

age? Is she in school

remained silent, his grip on his fork

had stepped on a