No More Waiting, She Chooses Love

Chapter 719

"Where did you bury that urn?" he suddenly asked, catching me off guard.

A faint smile appeared on Ernest's pale face. "Relax, I didn't mean anything by it."

He tried to sit up, wanting to get closer. I instinctively leaned in, and he whispered, "Remember, there's a tracker hidden in that urn. A lot of info from my phone is synced to it. If anything happens to me, use that tracker to call the cops." I was stunned. Such a big secret hidden in an urn.

And Yolande Clark was the one who gave it to me. So, did Yolande know too?

The thought of Yolande soured my mood. "Why didn't you have Yolande handle this?"

Ernest chuckled softly. "Jealous now?"

I snorted, and Ernest explained, "She and I are just comrades-in-arms, nothing romantic. Plus..."

He paused, catching his breath, "She doesn't know about the tracker. She's the one who filled the urn."

I was puzzled. "How did you manage to hide the tracker in there?"

"What do you think?" He had the audacity to quiz me.

I wasn't clueless. "You tampered with the urn?"

"Smart. That's my

admitted he

tasting a salty tang.

as Ernest was being loaded in, he murmured, "Don't worry, I'll be fine." Despite his

"Felicia..."

giving him a chance to speak, I

"What?" He feigned ignorance.

attacked, nearly got hit by a car, and

silent for a moment. "You think I

do you think?" I shot

As for Phipps, I owe him. He stopped me from making a grave

him?"

sounded sincere, offering an apology and clearing himself

and Dustin pressed,

room," I

he continued

warned, "Dustin, if anything happens to him, I'll never

sat there, staring at the emergency

the blood and the beating, how could

anxiously, not for Ernest to emerge, but