No More Waiting, She Chooses Love

Chapter 273



Why's Conrad all bloody? Did he get hurt?

Dreams like this usually mean something, right? Like this one time, the night before my folks had that terrible car crash, I dreamed my two front teeth fell out, blood everywhere, scared me half to death.

And then, the next day, my parents... they were gone, just like that.

In my panic, I nearly missed the concerned gaze from Ernest. Only when his hand touched my forehead, wiping away the cold sweat, did I snap back to reality.

"Had a nightmare?" he asked gently.

That made me realize that when I was calling for Conrad in my dream, it was Ernest who heard me.

But I don't want him getting the wrong idea, so I explain, "I dreamed Conrad was standing at the end of the bed, covered in blood. I asked him what happened, and he wouldn't answer me."

it worries you that much, why not give him a call now?" Ernest suggested, surprisingly encouraging me to

been jealous. I

whispered softly, his large hand stroking my hair with the usual tenderness, showing no sign

In my drowsy state, I felt Ernest's kiss

woke up again, it was already nine in the morning; I was definitely late for work. Ernest had left, and my body ached as if it had been torn apart and put back together.

causing disturbances. But the vivid image of him bloodied in my dream

over ten

had become like family.

Conrad, but Dustin Wagner. Since I had turned down Dustin after he confessed his feelings, he had

I needed

Dustin answered, his voice gentle

I greeted, hesitantly. "How

voice was light and cheerful, immediately

amusement park is planning to open?" I found myself making an

would have been my usual approach for such inquiries. Nheless, he responded, "We haven't gotten the final go-ahead from Conrad's side