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..."

you this

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

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

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

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

else my landlady was saying, and ended up

turning his attention

the eager beaver, chimed in, ready to hand over her own

I've lost my appetite," Ernest

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

this nagging feeling that it wasn't really the

he ask

his meal, standing up and slinging his bag over his

him leave, then turned to me, "Felicia, he didn't

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

you," Deborah's revelation

a sip of my soy milk, I asked,

the way he acts around you, the looks he gives you, and even..." Deborah trailed off, clicking her tongue, "I can't quite

naive teenager to