No More Waiting, She Chooses Love

"Henrik!" The voice of Ernest, icy and unwelcoming, cut through the air.

Yet, at that moment, it felt incredibly comforting to me. I wanted to scream out for his help, but I didn't. I held back.

Because I knew, the more desperately I sought his help, the easier it would be for Henrik to manipulate Ernest.

Henrik smirked, placing his phone on the desk stand, and then casually picked up his wine glass. "Ernest, your girl here is quite a catch - adorable and beautiful, very nice." "She's not my girl anymore," came Ernest's cold reply.

His words were true, but they slashed through my heart like a blade.

"Is that so? Seems like my information was a bit outdated," Henrik tsk-tsked.

"If you have nothing else, I'm going to hang up," Ernest's words were like ice, freezing my heart.

Even though I knew he didn't love me anymore, facing my situation being held by Henrik, he shouldn't have been so indifferent, not offering even a word for me.

And here I was, worried about becoming a leverage for Henrik to use against Ernest. Turns out, it was just my foolish, wishful thinking.

"Hold on," Henrik said, and suddenly, gravity pulled me down, and I found myself collapsing into his arms, directly facing Ernest through the video.

a gold tie clip

his gaze piercing through

nothing more than a stranger unrelated to him. "Ernest, since this little lady is

but Henrik's hand was already expecting it, gripping my

me, but the almost-touch felt

a show for Ernest, trying to confirm if

reaction, but then I heard him say,

soon as

from view, followed by a clear, female voice, "Ernest, you promised to

with neat, short hair

her photos before - a stunning and impressive

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it had been any other woman, I might have thought Ernest was just going through the motions for a family-arranged marriage.

today. If you have any issues, please find another time," with

at the blank screen, I felt as if the world had also plunged

his time greatly. During our time together, he never