No More Waiting, She Chooses Love

Chapter 742

My nose crinkled as Ernest tapped it twice with his finger. "Can't you just play dumb for once?"

I shook my head side to side with a playful grin. "No dodging. Be honest with me."

Ernest gently held my face, stopping my movements. "Stop that, or you'll make yourself dizzy."

"Then tell me why," I insisted, looking directly into his eyes.

Ernest had a tell; his eyes would lose focus when he was lying. Oddly enough, I hadn't noticed it when he claimed he didn't love me.

"You know who's really behind the accident, don't you?" he said, fiddling with my eyelashes.

His words confirmed my suspicions that he knew the truth.

"Licia, your lashes are as long as they were when you were a child," he tried to divert the conversation.

his attempt, I voiced my own theory. "You're saying you got hurt to make a point to

admitted. "I couldn't let Allen find out I was pretending to

Dustin knows," I blurted out, then remembered that Dustin wasn't truly aligned with Allen. So even if Dustin knew Ernest's real identity, he hadn't told Allen. "And who exactly is Phipps?" I pressed, recalling Ernest's earlier vague mentions. Now that

ringleader, you know?" Ernest's revelation left me

the ringleader. No wonder he could uncover secrets about Deborah at the Sapphire Lounge so

not the top

reach extends across dozens of

grave tone.

international reach suggested immense

so beautiful, yet these parasites sought

chill ran down my spine, not because of Ernest, but the thought of someone with a face like his being involved in crimes against women filled me with dread belongs to

sensed my

shook my head,

knack for reading my emotions,

fear, but shock, horror, and

would remain oblivious to the filth