No More Waiting, She Chooses Love novel Chapter 456

"Why do you even have to ask me if you want to do something?" Ernest shot back at me.

I was nuzzled into the crook of his neck, avoiding his gaze, my fingers fiddling with the buttons on his shirt, "Because I worry you might overthink things, that it might make you unhappy."

I felt his forehead press against mine, then a gentle kiss landed, "So, you're being considerate of me."

His voice was laced with pleasure, a pleasure born from my care for him.

Indeed, men too need to be loved.

"Yeah, you're my boyfriend. I don't want you to think I could just leave you for another guy, and I definitely don't want you to feel uneasy about me having any sort of connection with an ex," I confessed, laying my thoughts bare.

Treat others as you would like to be treated.

After all the backstabbing I've endured, I could never do the same to Ernest.

"Licia, you caring so much about me," Ernest said in a way that reminded me of Conrad's resentful words at the airport.

He claimed I never cared for him, but that was unjust. I did care; it just never seemed to matter to him.

"Of course, you're my boyfriend, my top priority," I declared openly.

There's a saying, "If you love someone, say it loud," so I wanted Ernest to know my true feelings.

That way, even if I got involved with another man in any way, he wouldn't misinterpret it and could view it objectively.

Ernest gently lifted my face to look at him, "Licia, we're in love, but we're still individuals. You can tell me what you want to do, but you don't need my permission."

"How can that be?" I laughed, then countered, "So, you think there are things you don't need to tell me?"

"Not at all, I would tell you everything and seek your approval," Ernest's words seemed a bit hypocritical.

"Ernest, you're really tough on yourself," I teased.