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.

phone, noisy," I

but after a moment, he said, "Licia, you're dreaming. Your

about

didn't speak further, choosing instead to continue sleeping until I woke

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

and saw he was working

had never stopped working, which explained why Grant Smith never gave him a hard time for not going to the

of everything that needed to

have the heart to disturb him, so

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

looked busy," I said, noticing my voice was

lack of control, my cheeks

get

need, I..." I stumbled over

fixed on me,

sore throat,

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

their baked apples,

which is probably why I had been fixated on Conrad for

thought, I

my craving fora baked

I lied, "I hate the

taste of