No More Waiting, She Chooses Love novel Chapter 448

Haley made a quick dodge to the side.

The speed was so unexpected that I couldn't hold back a burst of laughter.

While still chuckling, I grabbed the remote she'd tossed aside, "What are you so scared of? It's just a remote."

Haley's face turned from red to white, clearly upset.

I had already turned on the TV, getting back to the game. It was a nail-biter, tied at 8-8, approaching match point. The next score would be crucial.

"Get out!" Haley suddenly snapped at me.

I didn’t put down the remote but aimed it at her. "Chill out, let me watch the game. We can talk after."

Admittedly, I was teasing Haley a bit, but I genuinely wanted to watch the game.

While most people were into pop stars and movie celebrities, I had a different taste. I was all about this girl on TV playing table tennis. Her journey from underdog to champion was just so cool!

Haley surprisingly quieted down after that, and I threw in a challenge, "Let's make a bet. Guess who wins, and I'll grant you any wish, no matter what it is."

"Really?" Haley asked, skeptical.

"You can record it," I said, just as the game resumed and the other player scored a point. I looked at my favorite player, trailing by a point, then asked Haley again, "Well, you betting?"

Haley didn't respond, unsure whether she didn't believe me or just couldn't make a guess.

Sports weren't her thing. She was more about beauty and lifestyle influencers.

But in that moment, with a stunning return, the score was tied again at 9-9.

I was both excited and nervous, glancing at Haley, "Only two points left. If you don't guess now, you'll miss your chance."

"The timeout's over, you've missed your chance. No talking until the game's done," I warned her, then turned my attention back to the game.

"Felicia, you wouldn't dare..."

"Quiet!" I cut her off, pointing at her.

She glared at me, frustrated, but complied.

Turning back to the TV, the players resumed their rapid exchange, driving the small white ball back and forth.

The crowd erupted into cheers as my favorite player scored, bringing the score to 10-9. One more point, and the victory was hers.

The cameraman knew what the fans wanted, switching the view to the stands where many fans were holding their hands together in prayer.