No More Waiting, She Chooses Love

Chapter 258



After hitting send on those words, I quickly followed up: "Gift from a young hunk."

I stared at the sent message, waiting for Ernest's reply, but one second, two seconds, three seconds passed, and nothing came through. What's going on? Is he mad? Ignoring me?

My fingers hesitated over the keyboard, ready to ask him what's up, but after typing out a whole sentence, I paused and deleted it.

If he's getting upset over someone else sending me flowers, how is he any different from Conrad back in the day?

Back when I was in school, I wasn't exactly short on admirers, not to mention those who missed the memo about Conrad and me while I was working.

Every time it happened, Conrad would lose it. He wouldn't just confront the guy; he'd blame me for being too "approachable."

To avoid his temper, I've bent over backward more times than I can count, even going so far as to distance myself from any male friends who could potentially stir up misunderstandings.

I refuse to go through that again.

So, I tossed my phone aside and got back to work.

About ten minutes later, my phone rang. It was Ernest, calling directly.

I frowned and picked up, "What's up?"

"Why aren't you replying to my messages?" Ernest's voice buzzed through the phone, dripping with a sense of being wronged.

opened my messages,

but I know it's

you stuff, but you're not allowed

things like that; it makes

with a sense of hurt; I hardly knew

aren't you saying anything?"

"Not sure what

mad, just... a

to see what Mr. Collins

having for lunch?" Ernest smoothly changed

hinting at joining me for lunch or planning to surprise me with a romantic

I informed him about my lunch plans with

have lunch with my girlfriend,"

a bit clingy, are we? Thought you were

asked, I remembered he was

you say you're leaving, is it for work?" I revisited my question from

to settle in Seabreeze City with my girlfriend," response caught

here, nor did they

your job?" I

Grant had said, "Ernest, why don't you come work at my

to work

same company. I'm in marketing; we wouldn't be in the same

means we can see each other anytime," Ernest's words left

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