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No More Waiting, She Chooses Love novel Chapter 840

Summary for Chapter 840: No More Waiting, She Chooses Love

Summary of Chapter 840 from No More Waiting, She Chooses Love

Chapter 840 marks a crucial moment in Internet’s Romance novel, No More Waiting, She Chooses Love. This chapter blends tension, emotion, and plot progression to deliver a memorable reading experience — one that keeps readers eagerly turning the page.

"My husband?"

That must be Ernest.

I had never seen this mother and daughter before. They must be new here. How do they know him?

"Auntie, we live on the ninth floor," the girl chirped at me.

I live on the eighth floor, and they live on the ninth, right above me. They must have bought the place where Haley used to live.

"How long have you been here?" I asked, curious.

I hadn't been here long myself, and things went south with Ernest pretty quickly after I moved in. I hadn't let him come over since, and this was my first time meeting this mother and daughter.

"We..." the woman started to reply, but then her phone rang.

"It's Dad calling! I want to answer it," the girl said excitedly.

"The elevator doesn’t have good reception, sweetie. Let’s wait until we get out," the woman coaxed her daughter.

The girl shook her head. "No, if Dad doesn’t hear us pick up, he'll worry."

I stood to the side, watching the girl's gleeful expression. This was clearly a happy family.

I was going to have a baby myself. I wanted my baby to have a dad who cared and a mom who loved. But where was Ernest?

As the mother and daughter chatted, the elevator reached my floor. It didn’t feel right to press for answers, so I stepped out.

"Auntie, bye! When you have the baby, I want to play with her!" the girl waved.

"Sure thing, bye!"

The elevator doors closed, taking them upward, and I pondered over their words. I concluded that they must have moved in a while ago.

Standing at the door, the facial recognition system clicked, and it opened. I stepped inside and immediately noticed a pair of men’s dress shoes by the door.

Thinking of Fanny, I directly asked, "Were you the one who kidnapped Fanny that day?"

Ernest’s smile faltered, confirming my suspicion.

"Why did you do it? Why take Fanny? I asked you to take me instead," my voice rose with emotion.

"Licia, calm down. Let me explain. Can we sit and talk?" Ernest approached me.

I stepped back, "Where's Fanny? What happened to her?"

"She..." Ernest hesitated.

Panic surged through me, "Where is she? What did you do to her?"

Ernest remained silent, the expression on his face sinking my heart further. I grabbed his arm, "Ernest, speak up! What happened to Fanny? Tell me..."

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