No More Waiting, She Chooses Love

Chapter 231



"Huh?" Ernest looked puzzled, a faint hint of confusion in his eyes.

I took a step closer to him, really close, close enough to catch the scent of soap on his skin after a shower.

It smelled nice.

I remembered back when my parents were around, we always used bars of soap for washing hands and baths. Nowadays, everyone's switched to hand sanitizers or shower gels. It's rare to find soap bars, let alone enjoy their fragrance.

"Are you hiding something big?" I prodded him.

Ernest furrowed his brows and glanced down at himself, "How much did you drink? Your eyesight's failing you?"

I had one drink, not much, but he noticed.

His comment made me laugh, and I playfully tugged at his shirt, "Ernest, don't play dumb with me. Are you secretly rich? Like, a major behind-the- scenes kind of rich?"

Ernest replied, "I have no idea what you're talking about."

He stepped back, trying to put some distance between us.

"Really clueless? Or just pretending, maybe putting on a show for me?" I stepped closer again, deliberately pestering him.

looking at me, and I looked

light of the staircase, our gazes

my mind, then her illness, and the way Ernest was when I first met him. Eventually, I was the one to look away, chuckling, "You're too broke

turned to head to my room, but Ernest stopped me, "Did you drive

"Nope,

bit more. "I

bit, then he reached

was like comforting a little kid. I blinked, "Ernest, I'm kinda

"She must have

deepened,

my wrist, leading me to

honey tea." Content belopment

me

to refuse, but his hand was warm and inviting, so I followed him

Geez, I'm easily tempted.

me, and I noticed

was clearly a girl's cup. But

like using other people's stuff," I said, partly

you," Ernest's words made my heart skip a beat, and my

tea, sweet

Felt like being pampered.

you're alone, it's not

with Jefferson, I've told you about him. He looks out for