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.

mentioned before, about the leader of Club Q being targeted. I hadn't considered Ernest before, but seeing his overwhelming strength now made it

Ernest had grounded the last

on the ground with an icy voice, "Tell your boss to steer clear of my

her shudder in fear. Hastily,

at this moment, my thoughts weren't on

to his car, and as we approached, I

let go, knowing that once I did, there'd

forcibly pulled away and then gently placed

reminded me of his past affection towards

grabbed his withdrawing figure, unwilling to

saying you wanted to leave?" His cool voice snapped me back

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

remained silent, making

said, matter to ignore me

not to dig into

it clear he knew exactly why I