No More Waiting, She Chooses Love

Chapter 80



"I'm all about the money. If you don't have it, even if you look like a god, it's useless," I said, letting the words hang in the air. Just then, Ernest looked over. It seemed he had overheard.

I didn't avoid his gaze. There was no future for us anyway, so it was better he heard it straight from me.

I wasn't oblivious. His casual touches and spraying cologne on me today were clear signs that he had feelings for me.

"You're so shallow," Deborah said angrily.

I didn't respond or look at Ernest.

Deborah's phone rang. She glanced at the number and said, "It's Ivan."

Ivan?!

"Yeah, I'm here, in the kiddie zone at the amusement park. Does Ivan need something?... Okay, come on over," Deborah said, then turned to me. "Ivan says he's looking for you."

Ivan looking for me? I hoped it wasn't about Conrad. I had just told him this morning to stop bothering me. Surely, he wouldn't send Ivan after me so

soon.

a takeaway box. "Ms. Hudson, Mrs. Wagner sent you this soup, to help with the

by Jacqueline?! She hadn't contacted me, so how would she

But if Jacqueline

it!" I took the

as if he had more to say, probably still feeling guilty about that trip

your fault. If you insist on worrying, that's

the point, with nothing more to add, except to remind, "Just have the soup,

Deborah chimed in, "That

think I

is just trying not to let you go, keeping you

a wry smile. What he wanted

hadn't arrived yet, so I decided to start on the soup, offering some

he refused

Sharing the soup

nudged me, "Felicia, we

when

out that hottie."

new, but I followed her

the first day of spring. "Can't just have

held out a box. "My mom made

dumplings come separately?" Deborah, ever quick to speak, blurted