No More Waiting, She Chooses Love

Chapter 85



I felt embarrassed for Deborah just watching her. She was embarrassed too, but she has this knack for shaking things off with a giggle, "Sure thing, Mr. Collins, thanks for the trouble."

Deborah set down my bag and hustled over to me, bumping against me lightly as she pulled me forward, murmuring, "Has Mr. Collins got PMS or something? He seems a bit off today."

I didn't reply. Deborah sensed Ernest was being harsh, but I wondered... maybe he asked Deborah to fetch her own meal so she wouldn't tire me out. Was he being considerate towards me?

The thought made me shiver again, and I felt like I was becoming vain or maybe overthinking things.

"Let's sit separately later," I suggested after we got our meals, remembering last night's incident of sleeping over in Ernest's room. I just couldn't face him yet.

"Why split up? Why not sit together? It's the perfect time to discuss today's plans," Deborah countered with a work-related excuse I couldn't argue with.

But I saw through her. "You just wanna watch a hottie while you eat, right?"

"Girl, you know me so well!" Deborah grinned cheekily.

Deborah might start making wild guesses again. This girl might

as we sat down, someone approached us. "Deborah, is

girl stood there,

"Hi, what are you doing

been a while, hasn't it? Mind if I join

glanced at Ernest first, then at

up her tray, nodded at Ernest and me,

the breakfast table,

like we... slept together," Ernest's words made me almost

my mouth, he passed me a napkin. As I cleaned my

sternly, "Why didn't you wake

calm my

but you didn't wake up," Ernest

believe you." I usually

I did call

have ended up in his bed because he carried me, I felt a surge of embarrassment, "Even if