No More Waiting, She Chooses Love

Chapter 397

Chapter 397

Chapter 397



I can't remember exactly when my phone died, but I do recall being scooped up from the bathroom into Ernest's arms, feeling as if every bone in my body had turned to jelly.

I was so tired, too tired to even lift my eyelids. I curled up under the covers and fell asleep.

"Just rest for a bit. I'll make you some chicken soup," Ernest's husky voice murmured close to my ear.

I hummed in response and drifted off into sleep.

However, in my half-asleep state, I kept hearing my phone ringing.

But I didn't want to move, nor could I open my eyes. I groped around beside me, finding nothing.

"Ernest, Ernest..." I called out.

Ernest hurried over, bending down slightly, "What's up?"

My eyes remained closed as I continued, "My phone...it's so noisy."

"Hm?" He seemed not to catch what I said.

noisy," I

said, "Licia, you're dreaming. Your phone isn't

what about the ringing

speak further, choosing instead to continue sleeping until I

was sitting at the desk across the bed, seemingly engrossed in drawing something. He was so focused he didn't notice I had

he was

Grant Smith never gave

had silently taken care of everything that needed to

him like this, I didn't have the heart to

was up, and immediately came over, putting his pen down, "Why didn't

looked busy," I said,

earlier lack of control,

too, "I'll get you some

I stumbled over

dark eyes fixed on

didn't want them; I actually craved a baked apple. @ Whenever I had a sore throat, Lloved eating a baked apple filled with honey and a dash of cinnamon, its juice especially

fruit shop in Seabreeze City that made the best baked apples, unlike anywhere

apples, I wouldn't

particular, which is probably why I had been fixated on

thought, I

fora

lied, "I hate the

taste of