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 early," she began, all

no trouble, go ahead," I

Not even compensation would do,

criminal record or bad habits, and

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

was saying, and ended up just agreeing with her before hanging up to

turning

fried egg," Deborah, ever the eager beaver, chimed in, ready to

I've lost my appetite," Ernest

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

feeling that it wasn't really

did he ask

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

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

I joked, picking

into you," Deborah's revelation had

milk, I asked, "All because

he gives you, and even..." Deborah trailed off, clicking her

wasn't a naive teenager to miss