The sudden hug I gave Ernest made him freeze. After a moment, I heard him ask in a low voice, "Pity me?"

"It's empathy, not pity!" I corrected him.

Ernest didn't speak or hug me back, which was pretty awkward.

Just as I was about to let go, I looked up and saw 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 Ernest 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?"

Ernest replied, "Hmm?"

I tiptoed closer to his ear, "I'm 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!"

Ernest 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?"

I met his deep eyes, seeing clarity as if nothing had happened.

This man is truly a master at controlling and hiding his feelings. He was clearly upset just a moment ago, but now, it was as if it never happened. "Girl, come see this, the damage isn't minor, it's really frustrating," Deborah also called me, not forgetting to complain.

Though I wasn't there anymore, I still cared about everything here and quickly followed them.

Maybe I was too hasty, or maybe I tripped on something, but I stumbled forward.

Ernest 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.

Ernest 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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