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.

messages,

not feeling great, but I know

others to send you stuff, but you're not allowed to

like that; it

of hurt;

saying anything?"

voice, "Not

mad, just... a bit jealous," Ernest

Collins looks like when he's jealous. Snap a

lunch?" Ernest smoothly

or planning

I had to let him down. I informed him about my lunch

was hoping to have lunch with my girlfriend," Ernest

Collins, getting a bit clingy, are we? Thought

soon as I asked, I remembered he was planning on leaving, probably had cleared

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

stuff. Then I'm coming back to settle in Seabreeze City with

I knew his company's headquarters wasn't here, nor did they have a branch

about your job?"

think of something Grant had said, "Ernest, why don't you come work at my company? We're hiring, and

to work with you?"

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

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

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