No More Waiting, She Chooses Love

Chapter 309



"Why aren't you picking up?" I casually asked.

"Of course, I'll get it," Ernest replied with a natural ease. "And you, don't go back to sleep. Get up, freshen up, and let's have breakfast."

I was genuinely surprised. "You've made us breakfast?"

I thought he was still asleep beside me, but it turns out he had already cooked breakfast. As I was not up yet, he returned to me to keep me accompanied and read book.

Truly, the diligent ones always work hard behind the scenes.

"Yeah, I made some porridge with eggs and pork to help get your electrolytes back up," Ernest said, ruffling my hair.

This pampered feeling was genuinely delightful, as if I were the most important person in the world.

As Ernest went to answer the call, I pulled my hand out from the quilt and glanced at the ring on my finger. I took a photo to post on my social media with the caption: Limited Edition.

I looked through my Facebook and then finally got up. Ernest's call was not finished, but I didn't mind it and headed to the bathroom.

It was only in the bathroom that I realized the cream Fanny had given me was almost half gone, even though I had only used a quarter of it. Had Ernest been using it on me?

When did that happen?

Could it have been last night while I was asleep?

My face flushed with embarrassment and discomfort.

voice came from the

best way to handle awkwardness was to play dumb, so I blurted out,

seemed taken aback for a

him that

for anything more this early in the morning, so I pretended not to look at him. I quickly

late," he

you say we're not late? What time is

flight; we'll make it," Ernest's words made me frozen while

him through

but turned in

do you

flight? Where to?

business trip?"

before serving the

him, "Hold on, where

not tell you?" Ernest

paused that I remember Grant mentioned that I should wrap up my current projects, and I nodded, "He mentioned

"Then you should

What did that mean?

where

with me? You will go

were so sweetly

I could

gently stroked

forehead, "Dry