No More Waiting, She Chooses Love

Chapter 339

With Jimmy's shriek piercing the air, I splashed my coffee right in his face.Content is property of NôvelDrama.Org.

Jimmy, who had been sitting, leaped up instantly, frantically wiping the coffee off his face and cursing, "What's wrong with you, lady? Acting all crazy?"

Holding the now empty coffee cup, I pointed it straight at him. "Try messing with me again, and next time it won't just be coffee. I'll bash your head in with this and then have you explain yourself to the cops over some doughnuts."

Jimmy was wearing a white tee today, now adorned with coffee stains, his hair dripping wet with coffee, making him the picture of misery.

Yet, even in such a state, Jimmy was defiant, "Felicia Hudson, don't think you've scared me. I'm not afraid, I..."

I tuned out the rest of his ramblings and walked out of the coffee shop.

Dustin followed closely behind, asking, "Who's that guy?"

"Haley Perez's brother," I replied, pulling out a wet wipe from my bag to clean the coffee off my fingers.

"Does he bother you often?" Dustin inquired.

"A few times," I said, tossing the used wipe into a nearby trash can.

Dustin fell silent, and I didn't dwell on the incident, instead mentioning, "Herschel's probably in the hospital by now, right?"

"Yeah, he's in room 812 at Mercy Tower."

I nodded, "I'll visit him later then."

"Alright, I'll pick up some stuff. You go on ahead," Dustin suggested, letting me leave first.

I took a few steps away, then remembered Susie telling me she had never tried milkshake or coffee, so I turned back towards the coffee shop, only to see Jimmy trailing behind Dustin like a lost puppy.

That sight stopped me in my tracks. Was Dustin taking care of Jimmy for me?

I didn't approach them. After they were gone, I went back and bought milkshake and coffee.

In the hospital room, Susie was sitting on the bed, staring out the window, lost in thought.

Thinking back to her conversation with Ernest and seeing her like this now really pulled at my heartstrings.

I took a deep breath and walked in, channeling her usual cheerful spirit to cheer her up, "Your highness, tea is served!"

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"Licia, did you get these for me?" she asked, clearly delighted.

"Yep, one coffee and one milkshake, both for you," I said, opening both for her.

Susie wasn't shy about it; she took a sip from each and nodded, "Different flavors, different experiences. I love them both."

"Take your time and enjoy them.

Once you're better, we can open a milkshake shop or a coffee house. Then you'll have all the coffee and milkshake you want," I blurted out, not having thought of it before.

"Deal," she responded eagerly, and we high-fived on the spot.

Whether Ernest would agree was another matter, but I had said it, so I went along with it.

Susie tried the coffee first. The bitterness made her frown, but she kept at it, commenting, "The aftertaste isn't bad."

"If you don't like it, don't force yourself. The milkshake is sweet," I suggested, not wanting her to push herself.

"I want to try. Life's all about the

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Thinking about her future, I sat down beside her, "After the surgery, your life will be as sweet as honey."

Susie smiled, saying, "Of course, because I have the best brother and sister-in-law in the world."

She always put on a brave face for me. I looked around but didn't see Ernest, "Where's your brother?" "He went out to take a call," Susie said, sipping her coffee delicately.

I stood up, "I'll go find him."