No More Waiting, She Chooses Love

Chapter 398

Chapter 398

Chapter 398



"Look, you don't have to shower every time you wash your hair," his comment left me in stitches.

"Suit yourself, but hurry up, or it'll be dawn," I said, pushing him towards the bathroom, half-worried he'd drag me along if I moved any slower. Ernest, at first glance, seemed tough, distant, and not the type to mingle with women. A real ascetic.

But now, I realized once this man indulged, he was like a floodgate opened-unstoppable.

While he showered, I cleared the dinner table, a habit ingrained in me since childhood by my parents, never to leave dirty dishes overnight.

I hadn't even finished tidying up the kitchen when the doorbell rang.

At first, I thought I heard wrong, assuming it was another room's doorbell, but as it rang again and again, I knew it was mine.

Who could it be at this hour?

Grabbing a paper towel, I dried my hands and approached the door, puzzled. Even with Ernest inside, I habitually asked, "Who is it?"

"It's me!"

voice behind those two words made me

Conrad.

he here

today, he had treated me

on the door,

unfazed by the possibility

opened the door to find Conrad, pale, with his hair slightly

what are you

calls?" His question reminded me of

glanced away, "I didn't hear it,

finish, he

shivers down my spine. I didn't budge and tried to pull away, "Conrad, have you lost your mind?" His dark eyes were filled with panic, "It's my dad; he's in

was taken

suddenly started coughing up blood. The doctors think he might not make it. He wants to

went blank, buzzing

here, I had met with Dustin, who had assured me that Herschel was doing fine. How could he

private jet; we need to leave now," Conrad

but after a few steps, I remembered I hadn't informed Ernest. I

years, but I had never seen him

Herschel must really