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.

own theory. "You're saying you

find out I was pretending to

if Dustin knew Ernest's real identity, he hadn't told Allen. "And who exactly is Phipps?" I pressed, recalling Ernest's earlier vague

Ernest's

No wonder he could uncover secrets about Deborah at the Sapphire Lounge so easily. "And here I thought Phipps was just an ordinary male model,

the

leader, whose reach extends across

grave tone.

reach suggested immense

world was so beautiful, yet these parasites sought to

Ernest, but the thought of someone with a face like his being

sensed my unease.

head, urging him

knack for reading my emotions, even when I didn't

but shock, horror, and

would remain oblivious to the filth hiding