No More Waiting, She Chooses Love

Feeling the solid chest against me and inhaling the familiar scent, I froze.

Lifting my gaze, I saw Ernest.

His face was stern, yet his eyes burned with intense concern as he looked at me.

I had no clue how he found me here, but seeing him eased my fear instantly, making me forget that we had broken up. I clung to the hem of his shirt as if it were a lifeline.

He wrapped his arms around my waist, asking, "Are you hurt?"

"No," I replied, just as a wave of crude insults burst from outside.

In the next moment, Ernest enveloped me, and it felt as though I was lifted off the ground, hearing only the sounds of kicks and punches landing.

It was like something out of a movie, happening right beside me.

Though it wasn't the first time I had seen Ernest stand up for someone, the way he was single-handedly taking down a group had never been witnessed by me before.

True to his military background, his prowess was undeniable.

hadn't considered Ernest before, but seeing his overwhelming strength now made it a possibility. If it

grounded the

in pain on the ground with an icy voice, "Tell your boss to

doorway equally stunned, he saw her shudder in fear. Hastily, she shook

for her, I wouldn't be here. Yet, at this moment, my thoughts weren't on blaming Shirley. Tightening my grip on Ernest's fingers, I said, "I want to leave

led me to his car, and as we approached, I

no danger now, but I didn't want to let go,

Ernest forcibly pulled away and then gently placed

tender actions reminded me of his

his withdrawing figure,

to leave?" His cool voice

I wanted to go, but I asked him, "Where are you taking me? And

silent, making me

coldly said,

not to dig into

it clear he knew exactly