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.

Q being targeted. I hadn't considered Ernest before, but seeing his overwhelming strength now made it a possibility. If it really was him, his

had grounded the last of them

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

the doorway equally stunned, he saw her shudder in fear.

wouldn't be here. Yet, at this moment, my thoughts weren't on blaming

me to his car, and as we

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

my grip, Ernest forcibly pulled away and then gently placed

me of his past affection towards

grabbed his withdrawing figure, unwilling to

to leave?" His cool voice snapped

without asking where I wanted to go, but I asked him, "Where are you taking me? And how

silent,

then he coldly said, matter to

to dig into

he knew exactly why