No More Waiting, She Chooses Love

Chapter 728

Ernest fell silent.

I wasn't entirely sure what he meant, but thinking about his past with Yolande, I couldn't help but scoff, "You can't possibly be scared. After all, it's not like you're lacking in female company." Ernest didn't respond, just kept his gaze fixed on me, making me feel uneasy.

Just as I was about to ask him why he was just staring without speaking, he murmured, "I'm more afraid of something happening to you than of you being distant with me."

So, he'd rather have me misunderstand him, get angry, yell at him, even push me away, all to ensure no one else could hurt me.

His intentions, though misguided, were genuinely protective.

I understood that fear of losing someone, especially when it comes to someone you love.

"Save your sweet talk. You're just trying to deceive me," I retorted, not agreeing with his approach. "True love means sticking together through thick and thin."

Ernest's fingers gently caressed my cheek, "I'd rather lose the whole world than lose you."

made such openly sentimental statements, but this one struck

chest, recalling the misunderstandings and the cold jibes during our time apart. To provoke

as I bit his lower lip, a

bite, intended as a small revenge for all the hurt, grew more intense, almost

away. I finally forced myself

clearly understanding

feeling a bit

nudge him, "You're laughing now? If it weren't

whispering, "If you really want to, I can help you in

me instantly grasp what he

explored a lot together, using his hands like this was new typically, there was no need. But how, he was suggesting it, a departure from his past self,

horizons, must've had a good teacher," I teased. Unfazed, he replied seriously,

to apply it. I suppose the gentleman hasn't shied away from practical applications?" I played along with the word

guinea

I wasn't about

refused,