No More Waiting, She Chooses Love

Chapter 176

"Uh?" I hadn't really thought about it.

Probably not, considering I've only kissed a few people in my life. Even with Conrad, whom I've had the biggest crush on for ages, I only stole kisses when he was sick and weak or passed out from a few too many beers. But those were just pecks on the cheek or the back of his hand.

But just now, with Ernest, it was a real, full-on lip lock, something even Conrad and I rarely shared.

When Conrad kissed me, it was always just a peck on the cheek or forehead, never anything more.

He once said, "Felicia, we're too close, I just can't make that move."

At the end of the day, it's probably because he's not in love. They say that when a man and woman kiss, the dopamine that gets released is uncontrollable.

So if you can control it, it means there's no love.

"I'm not into 'what ifs'," I told Ernest.

Ernest swallowed hard. "But I want to know."

His gaze was intense and unwavering, almost suffocating.

I found it hard to breathe, then let out a mocking laugh, "What, is this the first time a girl has kissed you? You're taking it so seriously?"

"Yes!" His one-word answer made my smile freeze on my face.

A few seconds later, I said something so cringe-worthy, "Then let me make it up to you."

"How do you plan to do that?" Ernest asked immediately.

Even though I was the one speaking, somehow, he seemed to be leading the conversation.

I knew exactly what kind of "making up" he was thinking about.

I pursed my lips, thinking it was time to kill any hope he had, to make it clear, "Ernest, we agreed it was just acting, including the physical contact. If you're taking this too seriously, then I might have to find someone else."

"So, you're going to change boyfriends every day?" Ernest's voice was as cold as ice.

I laughed it off, trying to appear carefree, "I'd rather not, but if you can't handle it, I don't have a choice."

Ernest didn't say anything, his whole demeanor was icy, as if he was trying to freeze me out.

Despite his coldness, I continued to poke at him, know you're a good guy, and it's true that by asking you to play this role, to hold hands, hug, even kiss, I'm taking advantage of you. So, let's just end this fake relationship here."

With that, I pushed him away and got into my car.

He stood there, unmoved. I rolled down the window, "You're not leaving?"

He stayed silent. I forced a smile, rolled up the window, and drove off.

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A few meters down the road, I glanced in the rearview mirror. Ernest was still standing there i dark

bight, all alone, as if abandoned

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At that moment, I felt like the worst person alive.

I wasn't sure if Ernest would return to the apartment across from mine, but I didn't want to go back.

So, I tried calling Fanny again, but she didn't pick up.

Must be in surgery again.

With no other option, I drove back to my place. Before getting out of the car, I looked up at Ernest's window. Pitch black...He hadn't come back.

I had no idea where he might go. I took a deep breath and then got out of the car and went upstairs.

But as

saw

as I reached my floor,

hallmeone standing in the dark

hallway. Memories of being followed by a guy after a blind date flashed through my mind.

I instantly tensed up, stopped in my tracks, and then turned and ran.