No More Waiting, She Chooses Love

Chapter 305



The situation was undeniably awkward, but Ernest seemed totally unfazed.

"Mr. Wagner, one moment," Ernest said, his demeanor as relaxed as ever as he helped me to the couch.

Instead of leaving immediately, he leisurely fetched a cloth to clean my hands. "Take your time eating. The chicken soup is hot. Don't rush."

Dustin lingered at the doorway, embodying the epitome of awkwardness, not quite fitting in but also not finding it easy to leave. It made me feel uneasy.

"Okay, I can manage on my own," I hinted, hoping Ernest would catch on that he should go see what Dustin wanted.

Before leaving, Ernest opened all the food containers and unwrapped the utensils, laying them out before me.

Ernest's actions were a silent battle cry. Poor Dustin was forced to witness the drama of someone doting on his girlfriend, leaving him to grapple with his feelings for me.

"Mr. Wagner, you want to speak with me?" Ernest approached the door, addressing Dustin.

Dustin and Ernest discussed remained

I asked while eating the soup, "What did Dustin want?" "Nothing important," Ernest replied dismissively before adding, "He's

surprise. "To go where? The Wagner

HR or the big bosses, right? Could it be that he was preparing to take over

didn't say where and just asked if

absentmindedly stirred the soup. "What

said, his response direct

couldn't help but laugh at his straightforwardness.

It's cute," I complimented Ernest. Ernest's ears turned a shade of pink. "You don't compliment a man like that." "How should I, then?" I asked, amused. "Is it

his throat. "It's fine for you, not for

understanding his

a cornbread, our

drift. "Yeah, but only

way

couldn't match the taste of my mom's. They said no two rivers were the same, and with my mom gone, I'd never taste

good?" Ernest

nodded, trying not to let my mood rub off

finishing the meal and chatting with the tragedy of my parents'