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 this early,"

go ahead," I said,

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

got no criminal record or bad habits, and he's quite the looker. Plus, he used to be a..." She was

can I have that fried egg?" Ernest pointed

else my landlady was saying, and ended up just agreeing with her before hanging up to face

turning his attention

egg," Deborah, ever the eager

my

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

this nagging feeling that it wasn't really the fried egg

did he

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

he didn't

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

Collins is into you," Deborah's revelation had

of my soy milk, I asked, "All because he wanted

not just that. It's the way he acts around you, the looks he gives you, and even..." Deborah trailed off, clicking her tongue, "I can't quite put my finger on it, but there's definitely

a naive teenager to miss the