No More Waiting, She Chooses Love

Chapter 81



I hadn't washed my hands, and neither had Dustin.

I was okay with it, but Dustin clearly felt a bit awkward.

"A little dirt never hurt anyone," I said, trying to break the tension.

Ernest came over, holding a pack of wet wipes.

Dustin reached for them, but Ernest didn't let go. Finally, I took them from Ernest, pulling out a wipe for Dustin and then one for myself.

"Felicia, who's this?" Dustin asked, curious about Ernest, who had a strong presence and was clearly not in the best of moods.

"Mr. Collins, our lighting technician," I introduced.

Ernest gave me a look that felt like a ton of bricks, pressuring me to introduce Dustin as well, "This is... my brother, Dustin." "Nice to meet you," Dustin said, reaching out for a hug.

Ernest, however, just nodded his head, and Deborah quickly said, "Mr. Collins is a bit of a germ freak."

and turning to me, "Let's sit and eat

licked her lips. "Can

replied, and even invited

soup," Ernest declined,

mid-bite, then turned to me, "Felicia, is it just me, or does Mr. Collins

gave her a thumbs

at our conversation, then commented, "Mr. Collins does seem

a bit aloof but not hostile. Today, though, he seems like he's had a bowl of chili peppers," Deborah said,

our ordered

appetite left for the ordered meal, leaving Deborah and Emest to deal with

was happy to join Ernest for the meal, but Ernest asked her to go ahead while he busied himself

clearly saw Deborah's disappointment at being

you'd

be upset?" I

of the dumpling and sipping some soup, "I'm not the type to live and breathe only

nodded, "That's the

your parents doing?" I

accepting the fact that Conrad and I were over. I felt it couldn't be

soft smile, "Do you think they're

paused, my dumpling halfway to my mouth, as Dustin continued, "They still think you and