No More Waiting, She Chooses Love
Chapter 714

The old saying goes, "Better to tear down ten temples than to ruin a single marriage," yet here I am, cast in the role of the villain. I've discussed Mack's feelings for Susie with him more times than I can count, to the point where I'm weary of my own voice. And still, he remains uncertain. Which means he doesn't truly love her. Letting things drag on like this isn't fair to Susie. It's better for Mack to set her free.

"What are you suggesting, sis? Do you want me to break up with Susie?" Mack asked, clearly bewildered.

I paused for a moment. "Yes, that's exactly what I'm suggesting. Take some time for yourself. Then you'll know who you truly want and love."

Mack glanced over at Susie, who was nearby. "She's... she's really attached to me. If I don't text her for a day or text less, she overthinks everything."

It's true, girls in love wish to be present in their partner's world every moment of every day. It shows just how deeply Susie has fallen for Mack. "That's precisely why I'm advising you to do this," I clarified.

Mack lowered his head, silent. I watched him closely. "Are you reluctant to let go? Or have you simply grown accustomed to having her in your daily life?"

"Sis, can I have some time to think about it?" he asked, echoing his usual request.

"How long?" I didn't want this to drag on unnecessarily.

"As soon as possible," was all he could offer.

I considered for a moment. "One week. In a week, if you're sure you like her, confess to her, and officially be together. She's gotten into Harvard, and you can support her as her boyfriend. If you don't like her, be honest with her." Mack nodded. "Maybe I won't need that long."

"That's for the best." The longer he drags this out, the worse it is for Susie.

When Phipps arrived, Mack and I had been talking for quite a while. He looked at me, "If there's nothing else, we should go."

"Don't leave, bro. Mack is here too, let's all have dinner together," Susie suggested, giving me a significant look.

She wanted Mack to formally

connect with her brother, clearly hoping for a long-term relationship with Mack. And from her words, it seemed Phipps had already passed her test.

So Phipps is indeed Ernest, without a doubt.

"We have other plans," Phipps declined with that unmistakably cold tone, truly Ernest himself.

In front of me, he puts on an act, but with his sister, his true self emerges, ever the protective brother.

I wasn't bothered by the sourness, but his refusal to acknowledge his identity to me was still irksome.

"Let's eat. How about we let Mack treat?" I suggested, half-jokingly.

If Mack had truly made up his mind, this might be our last meal together.

Mack

been talking about you all non-stop.

Bet

been fly agreed, "Susie has Now that we're finally let's

have dinner together."

"Come on, bro, have dinner with me," Susie pleaded, wrapping her arm around Phipps.

With three of us agreeing, Phipps reluctantly conceded.

We chose a restaurant near a preschool, leaving just Phipps and me alone in the private dining room as Susie and Mack went to order.

"Sure," Phipps replied, surprisingly composed.

"Looks like I owe you a bonus for keeping Susie from suspecting anything," I joked, with a hint of deeper meaning.