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, and saw

not feeling great, but I know it's

stuff, but you're not allowed to like

things like

sense of hurt; I hardly

saying anything?"

my voice, "Not sure what

not mad, just... a bit jealous," Ernest

Mr. Collins looks like when

having for lunch?" Ernest

for lunch or

down. I

to have lunch with

getting a bit

he was

say you're leaving, is it for work?"

I'm dealing with some stuff. Then I'm coming back to settle in Seabreeze City with my girlfriend," response caught me

headquarters wasn't here, nor did they have a

about your job?" I blurted

away, which made me think of something Grant had said, "Ernest, why don't

work with you?" Ernest

misunderstanding, "Not with me, just at the same company. I'm in marketing; we wouldn't be in the same

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

The next moment, he