No More Waiting, She Chooses Love

Chapter 367



Fanny didn't answer me right away, instead, she gazed out the window at Ernest, "How much longer for your Mr. Collins?"

Outside, the man seemed almost ready to kneel before Ernest, who was standing with one hand casually in his pocket. The morning sunlight bathed him, making him look as if he was glowing.

I couldn't take my eyes off him.

A sense of pride and admiration bubbled up inside me, a voice whispering: Felicia, that's your man.

Getting involved with Ernest was something I drifted into by chance.

Initially, it was just a fling to get over the loneliness of breaking up with Conrad.

But now, it felt like I had discovered a treasure, both beautiful to look at and useful.

"You were asked something," Fanny nudged me with her shoulder when I didn't respond.

I blinked, "Should be soon."

If I wasn't mistaken, the man outside was probably begging Ernest to fix his shoulder.

how to set dislocated joints, having learned from an old

picked up the skill

obediently. Now, the man outside was pleading with Ernest, who only intended to punish him before fixing him up. Besides, Ernest had plans to take me for a blood test result; he

chair, helping me put it on, and filled me in

for her to get checked and prepared

never really wanted to go through with it," I scoffed

wanting to yet

it, and always to me, you get her

hinted.

swho

well; she wanted Fanny to pass the message to me, and

actions were driven by the knowledge that both Conrad and I wanted to keep

miscalculated this time," Fanny said with a

won't give up until she gets

back. Why should you clean up

"He should be back

give you a heads-up?" Fanny

Herschel's illness, my voice softened,

her silence

doctor, I understood her silence all too

the door, and as expected, Ernest turned