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..."

bother you this early,"

no trouble, go ahead," I said, sipping

the guy, but he won't budge. Not even compensation would do, so..." Her words hinted at something familiar, echoing a conversation I

no criminal record or bad habits, and he's quite the looker. Plus, he used to

egg?" Ernest pointed at the

I missed whatever else my landlady was saying, and ended up just agreeing with her before

not, it's fine," he said, turning

you can have my fried egg," Deborah, ever the

I've lost my appetite," Ernest

hard-boiled egg, feeling a lump in my

it

he ask

it out, Ernest was done with his meal, standing up and slinging his bag over his

turned to me, "Felicia, he didn't want just any fried

of life?" I

into you," Deborah's revelation had me

a sip of my soy milk,

Deborah trailed off, clicking her tongue, "I can't quite put my finger on it, but there's

a naive teenager to miss the