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No More Waiting, She Chooses Love novel Chapter 603

My ID and passport were all back at the hotel.

Yolande shot me a glance, then looked at Ernest, and went back to scrolling on her phone.

Ernest didn't say a word, acting as if he hadn't heard me at all.

I didn't repeat myself, knowing full well Ernest had heard me.

True enough, half an hour later, we pulled up in front of the hotel. Just as I was about to get out, Ernest said, “Yolande, go up with her.”

I was taken from this hotel by Henrik before, and he was probably worried something like that might happen again.

“I'm kinda hungry. I'll grab something to eat over there,” Yolande declined.

Ernest looked at her, but Yolande didn’t meet his gaze and just walked off.

This woman had a cool edge to her, likely a part of what attracted Ernest to her.

There’s an old saying, never make a man your everything, because when you don't, you become everything to him.

Seems there's some truth to it. Whether it was with Conrad or Ernest, I might have cared too much.

Now I realize it, but I've already fallen flat on my face twice.

I scoffed at myself and then opened the car door to head into the hotel on my own.

Ernest asking Yolande to accompany me meant he didn't want to come up, didn't want to be alone with me.

Though I knew I shouldn't be upset, I couldn't help feeling slighted.

And since he wouldn't come up, I couldn't just ask him to stay, even if I was scared. I wouldn't show it.

I walked up to a security guard in the lobby and said, "Could you help me get my luggage, please?"

As the guard agreed, Ernest came over, “No need, I'll go.”

I wasn't exactly thrilled about his change of heart, but I didn't refuse. After all, if there was real danger, a security guard might not cut it, but Ernest had the muscle.

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