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..."

sorry to bother you this

trouble, go ahead," I said,

would do, so..." Her words hinted at something familiar, echoing

bad habits, and he's quite the looker. Plus, he used to be a..." She was cut off as

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

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

turning his

Deborah, ever the eager beaver, chimed in, ready to hand over her

my appetite," Ernest coldly

watching him gobble down the hard-boiled egg, feeling a

it wasn't really the

why did he

meal, standing up and slinging his bag over his shoulder,

leave, then turned to me, "Felicia, he

with the elixir of life?" I joked, picking

into you," Deborah's revelation

taking a sip of my soy milk, I asked, "All

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,

naive teenager