No More Waiting, She Chooses Love

Chapter 288



He'd switched to a T-shirt and cargo pants. It seemed he dug this look, rocking it like a secret agent, looking handsome. Besides his built physique, I guessed his regular workouts played a part. I remembered catching him doing push-ups in the wee hours last night. I must admit his form was impeccable.

"What are you staring at? Let's eat." Ernest caught my gaze, nudging me back to the present.

I sipped the beef stew Ernest cooked and couldn't resist probing, "Hit the gym much?"

He served me the side dish. "Nah, I train solo."

"No wonder your push-ups are so on point," I blurted out before I could catch myself.

Ernest paused, then looked down. I figured he'd be embarrassed about getting caught, but instead he just casually asked, "You saw that?"

It was my turn to clam up, so I focused on my stew.

Ernest's cooking skills were top-notch. I wasn't usually a stew person. But the beef stew had me reevaluating my life choices.

"Ernest, if engineering doesn't work out, you've got a future as a chef," I praised him. After saying that, I chuckled and added, "Either way, you're master-level."

Ernest nodded. "Deal."

I laughed. “Ernest, you're okay with anything I say, huh?"

girl," Ernest's response caught me off

punched him, only to hear him whisper, "Licia, you look cute when you

please stop it," I reached to

Ernest dodged, teasing me further, "But it's

some slack..." I protested

in the middle of our playful banter, my phone rang. I had realized phones were a blessing and a curse when they interrupt

seeing

goodness I

l

name. Otherwise, Ernest might get the wrong

Take the call," Ernest let me go and

bustling around, I answered

word seemed to stun Conrad on

knew he had heard me, probably taken aback by my

Wagner, if you need anything, just

buy an insurance policy

four years ago, a promotional stunt by an insurance companyè offering love insurance" for couples.

divorced, the policy was as good as dead. I wasn't sure why he was bringing it

him but just stated the

sounded

"Licia, I got some milk for you. Wanna take it for

did that on purpose, but Conrad must have overheard because he asked, “You're living with