No More Waiting, She Chooses Love

I watched the two men on the ground, asking, "Isn't it the same here?"

Yolande paused for a moment, "True, but whether we can go or not is up to Ernest to decide. I can't make that call."

I wanted to ask, "Aren't you his fiancée?" but I knew that such a bitter remark would only make me seem like more of a fool.

"Let's go inside and wait. Standing here is pretty tiring," Yolande said, without a hint of discomfort.

I glanced at the two men on the ground. Yolande added, "They won't be going anywhere."

She caught them, she tied them up, she was confident, and I had no worries.

Following me into the villa, Yolande looked around and then said, "This place has a real cozy vibe, seems like there's a lady of the house."

She felt the same way I did.

"Not too sure," I replied honestly.

Having just entered Dustin's private space and inspected his wardrobe, I found no trace of any woman.

art studio, and that woman was

the sofa, and I joined her, "The guys outside must

them for you," Yolande's words made me

she mean 'handle them for me', as

Brown was indeed related to me, so I didn't object, because explaining my relationship with Conrad to Yolande would be pointless, and if I did, she might think I was interested in Ernest? Thinking about her relationship with Ernest, remembering the phone call

fingers were bare, without any

wedding rings, to be used for the engagement

towards me, "My

you're beautiful; everything about you is just perfect," I

This woman was flawless.

sincere compliment?" she

wry smile as she

"Actually, women shouldn't suppress or belittle

praise someone you dislike."

her point; she meant I didn't like

But that wasn't true.