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..."

as Ernest interrupted again, "Anyone else can

I was speechless.

help but laugh. "Ernest, are you so worried I'll find you old because you lack confidence? Or do you

his

his face, "Come on, I won't hold your age against you. I'm

so I rubbed his face

older men

a simple apology would have been

Ernest was behaving like a petulant child, not easily

a drastic measure, I thought, and tiptoed to give

didn't wait for his

forhis

but

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waist stopped me. Ernest's embrace reminded me the strength in his arms from last night, and my throat

ovelger

mentioned we should keep things professional work, right? What's with

The audacity...

playing innocent after gaining

see through his act; pretending to be naive around me while

playing dumb, but having already 'eaten', what more could I

scoffed, "Ernest, nice

no defense, and I walked