No More Waiting, She Chooses Love

Chapter 126



"Mr. Collins, huh?" Deborah turned her gaze toward Ernest, "Is that cool with you, Mr. Collins?"

I was bracing for Ernest to give her a piece of his mind, but instead, he just said, "If she's up for it, sure."

T was speechless.

I felt a pinch on my arm; Deborah was giving me a series of frantic winks, clearly smelling some drama brewing.

Was Ernest really looking to stir the pot?

His casual comment had thrown me off.

Determined not to give Deborah the spectacle she was craving, I replied with a slight smile, "I'm not short on cash, so no thanks."

"Felicia..."

Ernest just looked over, silent.

During breakfast, my phone rang. It was my landlady next door. Assuming she had sorted things out, I answered, "Hey..."

I'm so sorry to bother you

trouble, go ahead," I said, sipping on my soy

talked to the guy, but he won't budge. Not even compensation would do, so..."

criminal record or bad habits, and he's quite the looker.

fried egg?" Ernest pointed at the sunny-side-up egg on

missed whatever else my landlady was saying,

you'd rather not, it's fine," he said, turning his attention back to

fried egg," Deborah, ever the eager beaver,

I've lost my appetite,"

the hard-boiled egg, feeling a lump in my throat from just

that it wasn't really the

did he ask for

with his meal, standing up and slinging his bag over his

me, "Felicia, he didn't want just any

is mine laced with the elixir of life?" I joked, picking up my fork, and

you," Deborah's revelation had me

taking a sip of my soy milk, I asked, "All

you, and even..." Deborah trailed off, clicking her tongue, "I can't quite put my finger on it, but there's definitely a

a naive teenager to miss