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..."

to bother you this early," she began, all

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

compensation would do, so..." Her words

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

egg?" Ernest

that I missed whatever else my landlady was saying, and ended up just agreeing

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

ever the eager beaver,

I've lost my appetite," Ernest

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

nagging feeling that it wasn't really the fried

he ask

with his meal, standing up and slinging

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

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

you," Deborah's

and taking a sip of my soy milk, I asked, "All because he wanted

acts around you, the looks he gives you, and even..." Deborah trailed off,

teenager to miss the