No More Waiting, She Chooses Love

Chapter 363



"I'll have two servings of spaghetti, one with no tomato sauce, just pepper sauce, and a side of mango juice and a glass of water, oh, and a low-fat blueberry mousse."

Yates ordered with a certain grace, and it was clear he was ordering for two.

The order was unmistakably tailored to Fanny's taste, especially the detail about the black pepper sauce. That was something only someone who paid close attention or was very close to her would know.

Fanny never fusses about her food in public, but she steers clear of anything with tomato sauce.

Yates hadn't seen her for years, and they had only recently made their relationship official. Yet, he knew her preferences so well, a testament to his genuine care for her.

I had once teased them about being a cliché couple, but here he was, proving me wrong with his attentiveness.

"Let's go order," Ernest whispered, giving my hand a gentle squeeze as a reminder.

I understood it wasn't the right time to intrude on Yates and Fanny's rare moment together.

Besides, choosing a spot so close to the hospital suggested they were probably squeezing this date into a tight schedule.

be nothing

for things I liked but were also mild and soothing, considering my

might make your sore throat worse," Ernest suggested, showing the same kind of thoughtfulness as Yates. He

their meal, barely conversing, I couldn't help feeling a bit indignant, which

a relationship is harmless, as long as

pampered and indulged is, after all, a

seemed as bland as my meal that day, lacking

little, but not too much," Ernest surprisingly agreed but set

at him, and seeing my silence, he continued, "Please, you can have as much as you want once

his name, "I

sick, and insisting on sweets would

might do such things,

laughed, playfully tapping my

dessert arrived

little,"

at

then back at me.

you'll have. What

spoke with a gentleness that