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," she began, all

no trouble, go ahead," I said, sipping on my

rental issue we discussed, I talked to the guy, but he won't budge. Not even compensation would do, so..." Her words hinted at something familiar, echoing a conversation I seemed

you worry about a thing. I've checked this guy out. He's got no criminal record or bad habits, and he's quite the

Hudson, can I have that fried egg?" Ernest

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

turning his attention back to peeling

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

I've lost my

down the hard-boiled egg, feeling a

I had this nagging feeling that it wasn't really the

why did he ask for

I could puzzle it out, Ernest was done with his meal, standing up

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

the elixir of life?" I joked, picking

into you," Deborah's

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

naive teenager to