No More Waiting, She Chooses Love

Chapter 278



Watching him with all seriousness, I couldn't help but seriously gaze back at his face, noting the mature, steady composure that added to his handsomeness.

Men his age couldn't possibly compete with the likes of Jimmy, the fresh-faced young bucks out there.

These days, being called a "silver fox" is practically a compliment, signifying a charm that comes with maturity.

Isn't there a whole trend about swooning over older men now?

Whether it's young women, married ladies, or even little girls, they all seem to have a thing for the mature types like Ernest.

But him getting all worked up about being called a "silver fox"? Seems like he doesn't realize just how valuable that title has become in his case.

Taking a step closer, I said, "Honestly, you are in your thirties, definitely not young, especially compared to that kid earlier..."

"You think I'm old too?" Ernest cut me off before I could finish.

His mood seemed to drop, clearly annoyed.

Wow! Didn't expect him to be so touchy about his age.

I tried to explain further, "I'm saying you're indeed not young, but I didn't mean..."

left unspoken as Ernest interrupted again, "Anyone else can call me old, but

I was speechless.

you so worried I'll find you old because you lack confidence? Or do you think

his sulking

resist reaching out to ruffle his face, "Come on, I won't hold your age against you. I'm after your... mature charm... Otherwise, why would I turn down that young guy earlier? He was pretty

still didn't respond, so I rubbed

realized that older men are not that easy to cheer up,

have been enough

was behaving like a petulant child,

and tiptoed to give him a quick kiss,

for

forhis

but a firm

ठ

the strength in his arms from last night, and my throat

ovelger

keep things professional work, right? What's with

The audacity...

innocent after gaining the upper

naive around me while showing he

having already 'eaten', what

"Ernest, nice

defense,