No - No CHAPTER 221
Chapter 221
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Just as I was about to let go, I looked up and say Conrad standing not too far away.
He came here today too? And Deborah, that little gossip, didn’t even tell me.
I was about to release Emest but then gripped him tighter. Ernest, on the other hand, tried to pull away, but i tightened my hold, “Stay still
He stopped moving, and I continued to hug him, then asked, “Working late today?”
Emest replied. “Hmm?”
I tiptoed closer to his ear, “Tm craving the dinner you make,”
I could hear Ernest swallowing, followed by a low “Hmm.”
A shiver ran through me, my gaze flickering towards Conrad.
Conrad’s figure seemed to shadow in my wavering gaze, his hands clenched into fists, his face turning from pale to dark, and then he walked away with a gloomy look in his eyes.
I let go of Ernest and was about to say something when Deborah called out from a distance, “Mr. Wagner, hello!*
Emest turned around, saw Conrad’s retreating figure, and then looked at me.
In that moment, I somewhat dared not meet his gaze.
I knew he must have thought my intimacy was just a show for Conrad. But indeed, that was part of my intention.
So, I couldn’t explain, and there was no need to.
Deborah ran over, panting, “Mr. Collins, the lights in section C, block 7-3 got accidentally damaged by the guys setting up the amusement equipment.”
Accidents are the last thing you want on a construction site, but they’re always happening.
Ernest’s expression unchanged, he simply said, “Let’s go have a look.”
He started walking, seemingly forgetting about me. I stood there, unsure whether to follow or
not.
Thinking back on my childish behavior just now, I lowered my eyes, about to sigh, when suddenly I heard Ernest’s voice, “Aren’t you coming?”
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Test caught me with his arm, and I fell into his embrace
Everything was so smooth, just like a scene from a TV show, making Deborah, who was watching, widen her eyes then cover her mouth before giggling….
In the past, I would have been embarrassed and awkward, but now I didn’t feel ashamed.
Instead, I naturally moved away from Ernest’s embrace and thanked him.
Emest didn’t say anything and walked ahead. Deborah came over and teasingly whispered, “Girl, did you see? Mr. Collins‘ ears turned red.”
“I hadn’t noticed until Deborah pointed it out, and sure enough, they were.
This tough guy’s ears turned red….And I must say, it was pretty cute.
“Girl, Mr. Collins is so innocent, just a hug and his ears are all red, definitely a first–timer,” Deborah whispered in my ear.
“Cough,” I pushed her away, “Is that all you think about?”
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