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No More Waiting, She Chooses Love novel Chapter 215

The moment I voiced my concern, Susie's face went pale with fright, and she hastily shook her head, gripping my hand even tighter.

"Felicia, you've got it all wrong. My brother, he's never had eyes for any other girl. You're the first."

Seeing her scared like that, lips turning white, I knew I couldn't push her further.

Her heart wasn't strong, couldn't take the shock.

I playfully tapped her on the nose, "Look at you, all worked up. I know, your brother told me he's never dated before."

Susie nodded, quickly adding, "And he never fancied any other girl either."

This kid was the embodiment of innocence, so pure it seemed unblemished. If she were ever to fall in love, she'd probably expect the same level of purity in return.

But in today's world, where could you find that kind of innocence?

I couldn't help but worry about her getting hurt in love someday.

Though I was perhaps worrying over nothing, Susie gave me a feeling of closeness, almost as if she was my own little sister.

"I know, your brother is as pure as driven snow, and I'll treasure him," I reassured her.

Susie's smile returned.

Breathing a sigh of relief, I turned back to the photo, trying to show Susie I wasn't concerned, yet my gaze lingered on the photo of Ernest carrying a girl on his back.

That girl definitely wasn't Susie; if it were, she wouldn't be so anxious to explain.

So, who was this lucky girl that Ernest carried on his back?

A neighbor? Or a relative? She must have grown up by now. Would she, like some clichéd romantic drama, suddenly show up to find Ernest?

My mind was running wild, entertaining thoughts so vivid I almost found myself silly.

Then my eyes settled on a family portrait featuring Ernest, and I was struck by the familiarity of his father's face.

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