No More Waiting, She Chooses Love

I had no idea what the situation was like for Fanny at the moment, but judging from what I'd seen earlier, it was probably pretty similar to the predicament Ernest and I were in.

Getting interrupted like this, especially since it was their first time, was bound to leave a mark.

So, I immediately pressed down on an eager Ernest, "Let's take a quick break."

Ernest, chest heaving, gave me a heated look, "Yeah?"

I pouted towards the door, "Listen, someone's trying to rain on someone else's parade."

Ernest's gaze darkened slightly, "And what about it?"

"We can't just stand by," I started pushing Ernest away as I spoke.

"So, they're raining on our parade too," I loved Ernest's response.

I kissed him quickly. "Hold on, Ernest. I'll go deal with the party pooper."

It was a childish thing to say, making me feel like a kid.

Now I finally get it. When you're with someone who loves and spoils you, you start to age backward, becoming more childlike the longer you live.

That's me. I used to have to put on this mature and aloof act around Conrad, trying to come off as this future lady boss. I worked on maintaining his dignity, seeing the big picture, and understanding elegance, which made me seem way older than I actually was.

Conrad's wealth and status, but it's precisely because he's free from those burdens that I can be

the saying, "You

Ernest like an eel, quickly fixing my disheveled clothes, and hurried to open the door,

opened my door, the door to Yates' room opened too. However, it wasn't Yates who

leaning against the frame to quietly observe, ready to join the fray if things went south

the familiar excuse sounded different coming

senior does have a habit of

veiled jab at Fanny, insinuating a closeness with Yates meant

no good, a veritable fox in sheep's

me?" Fanny's years of

understand their true nature.

her silk nightgown, lacked her usual professional demeanor, showing a softer

in a long dress, but now she

of clothes

wasn't it too quick? Ernest and I hadn't even gotten a third into

that these two, in their thirties, just dove straight in

spoke up with a hint of mockery, "Why would I need to

to her fox spirit, Milly's depth was evident. Her words were

tough line