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

trouble, go ahead," I said,

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

a thing. I've checked this guy out. He's got no criminal record or bad habits, and he's quite the looker. Plus, he used to be a..." She

can I have that fried egg?" Ernest

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

it's fine," he said, turning his

have my fried egg," Deborah, ever the eager beaver, chimed in,

my appetite,"

watching him gobble down the hard-boiled egg, feeling a lump in my throat

had this nagging feeling that it wasn't really

he

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

watched him leave, then turned to me, "Felicia, he

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

Collins is into you," Deborah's revelation had me

milk, I asked, "All because he

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

naive teenager to miss the