No More Waiting, She Chooses Love novel Chapter 238

My heart raced.

Ernest hinted that it was time for the three of us to share one of the Ferris wheel cabins?

Just as I was about to say something, Ernest had already grabbed my hand, leading me towards a different cabin.

"Aren't you guys taking this one?" Conrad's voice chimed in.

"It's inconvenient," Ernest said as he lifted me into the cabin.

He stepped in and shut the door behind us.

Through the glass windows of the cabin, I could see Conrad's face turning ashen, his eyes blazing with fury.

He was definitely pissed.

"On purpose?" I glanced at Ernest.

"Yeah," Ernest admitted openly, "didn't want to share a cabin with him."

His tone was proud, a bit arrogant, and somewhat childish.

I couldn't help but laugh.

I had to admit, Ernest was a man of many layers - one moment a tough guy, then a warm and considerate man, and now, showing his cute and childish side.

"Ernest," I called out to him.

"What?" His eyes sparkled under the cabin lights, looking absolutely dazzling.

"You're really cute," I blurted out, just as the Ferris wheel's music started playing.

Talk about bad timing.

"What?" Ernest either didn't hear me clearly or couldn't accept my compliment.

I smiled and didn't repeat myself, instead turning to look at the lights outside.

As the Ferris wheel ascended, the entire amusement park came into full view.

I saw the carousel, the roller coaster, the log flume, and as everything got smaller, the skyscrapers and the hustle and bustle of life surrounding the park became more apparent.

"Know the legend of the Ferris wheel?" Ernest looked up at the starry sky and asked softly.

I pursed my lips, "I don't know about legends, but I've heard making a wish at the highest point of the Ferris wheel can make it come true."

"Do you want to make a wish?" Ernest turned to me.

In that moment, his eyes shone so brightly, as if stars had descended into them.

I pondered for a second, then shook my head, "No, I won't."

"Why not?"

I gave a wry smile, replying, "Because it won't come true."

As a child, every birthday I wished for my parents to love me forever and for us to always be together.

Yet, fate cruelly took them away from me.

"Make a wish, I'll make it come true," Ernest said as he moved behind me, gently covering my eyes with his hands.