No More Waiting, She Chooses Love

Chapter 366


Fanny's face was an icy mask of detachment, "I've already warned you. If you keep bothering me, that's harassment. I'll call the cops."

"Dr. Willis, I'm not harassing you, I just... I like you, okay? I want to woo you..."

Her words immediately brought to mind the person who had been sending flowers.

"Dr. Willis, I swear, it was love at first sight for me..." the man raised his hands in earnest.

"But Dr. Willis took one look at you and felt repulsed," I chimed in, stepping up beside Fanny, and Ernest also stood up.

He was clearly ready to step in if needed.

The man turned to me, irritation clear on his face, "And who are you? I'm talking to Dr. Willis. Mind your own business, will you?" Lucky I hadn't eaten much, or his words might have made me throw up right there.

"And who are you to demand Dr. Willis reciprocate your feelings just because you 'like' her?" I shot back, not mincing my words.NôvelD(ram)a.ôrg owns this content.

"Yes, I like her. It's a pure, holy kind of like. My love is noble and grand," the man boasted, looking me up and down with disdain as if I couldn't possibly understand.

I gave him a once-over, noting his outfit. A tee that tried to pass off as Adidas, pants that were a knockoff of Carhartt, and shoes that were a poor imitation of Converse. Dressed head to toe in fakes.

A man can be broke, but he's gotta be honest about it. There's no need to front!

When I first met Ernest, he was in a plain tee and utility pants, a regular guy, but he came across as genuine and down-to-earth.

This guy, decked out in counterfeit labels, was just cringe-worthy.

My gaze landed on the fake Rolex Submariner on his wrist, almost making me burst into laughter as I bluntly asked, "You 'like' Dr. Willis? What exactly is your liking' worth? Do you have money? Enough of it?"

The man mumbled something under his breath, seemingly at a loss for words.

I didn't wait for him to respond, taunting, "You, who gets all tight-fisted over a fifty-cent increase on a can of Arizona Iced Tea, think you can pursue our Dr. Willis? Better go home and take a good look at yourself in the mirror." 

By now, we'd attracted an audience, and my comment sent them into fits of laughter.

"Don't you dare look down on me," the man's face turned beet red, pointing a finger at me.

In a flash, Ernest's arm shot out, grabbing the man's wrist. The guy quickly retracted his finger, his expression turning to one of shock.

"Buddy, let's step outside and talk," Ernest said, his tone leaving no room for argument as he steered the man out by his shoulder.

The man seemed struck dumb, silently allowing Ernest to lead him out of the diner.

I knew he wasn't actually mute; Ernest must've had a firm grip on him.

Through the diner's glass window, I saw them step outside. Ernest released his hold, and the man immediately cradled his shoulder, visibly in pain.

Fanny saw it too but remained cool, smirking slightly, "Now I see why Conrad backed off. How could he ever stand a chance against Ernest?"

"Have you no heart, making jokes at a time like this?" I nudged her with my elbow.

Fanny chuckled, gazing out the window where the harasser was now nodding his head in submission to Ernest.NôvelDrama.Org holds © this.

"He probably won't bother us again," Fanny mused.

I felt a sense of pride, "That means Ernest owes us dinner. We just got rid of his rival."

"That guy counts as a rival? Ernest must be really slacking," Fanny teased, indirectly praising her Ernest.

But then, recalling her earlier mention of Conrad, my mind went back to the call from yesterday, "Did Haley miscarry or not?"

Fanny shook her head, "Don't even start."

"What happened?" My curiosity piqued.