No More Waiting, She Chooses Love novel Chapter 171

I was relishing a bowl of shaved ice.

It was my absolute favorite.

Ernest glanced at my choice of shaved ice and frowned.

"What, you're not a fan?" I teased him.

"It's not great for women to consume too much of this stuff," Ernest commented.

I chuckled. "Wow, Mr. Collins, quite the expert on women, huh? You sure you've never been in a relationship?"

"Never," he confirmed with certainty.

I rolled my eyes, clearly not buying his story.

"I have a sister, so I know a bit about women's health," Ernest explained, causing me to pause mid-bite.

He had a sister? But he never mentioned her before.

Suddenly, a song popped into my head, making me wonder just how many 'sisters' he had.

Reading my thoughts, Ernest quickly clarified, "A real sister. Same parents."

I resumed eating my shaved ice, "You've never mentioned her before."

"I never found the right moment," Ernest also took a bite of his shaved ice and visibly cringed.

He didn't like it.

Conrad used to say the same thing.

That such treats were nothing but trouble.

Remembering that made me feel uneasy, "If you don't like it, don't force yourself. We can order something else."

"It's fine, just a bit cold," Ernest said, looking concerned. "Eating something so cold this late might upset your stomach."

I responded with silence, a form of protest.

Jefferson seemed taken aback, shaking his head, "Wait... Felicia, what's going on? Fill me in."

"There's not much to tell. I've got a boyfriend now. Plus, we've already visited the Wagner family tonight, met with Herschel and Jacqueline," I shared, making it clear to Jefferson that it was serious.

"You moved fast, didn't you?" Jefferson seemed incredulous.

I secretly laughed. Conrad had moved on with Haley even before we broke up. Wasn't that faster?

"Jefferson, you were the one encouraging me. Have you forgotten?" I retorted.

Scratching his head, Jefferson chuckled, "I knew you weren't as innocent as you look. You do have some bite. Well done."

He then glanced at Ernest again before adding, "Nicely done."

I knew then that Jefferson supported me in my decision to move on, especially considering my past with Conrad.

I was right to call him Jefferson.

"Alright, you two enjoy. And bring this guy over sometime; we'll see how he does," Jefferson didn't linger, leaving with the woman beside him.