No More Waiting, She Chooses Love

Chapter 160



I shook my head helplessly. "She should know who the father is. If you're really curious, you might as well just ask her directly."

Deborah snorted. "As if I have the time for that. I'd rather spend my moments swooning over Mr. Collins."

Hearing her mention Ernest, I remembered he hadn't come back yet. Glancing at the clock on the wall, I circled around asking, "So, are you chatting with me because you're off work, or did you find another 'bathroom break' excuse to slack off?"

"Hey, what are you implying? Am I that sort of person?" protested Deborah. "Our Mr. Collins has become quite the understanding boss lately, letting us off work early."

"Oh? How early did you guys finish today?"

"Half an hour ago. I'm already home, just lounging on the couch," Deborah remarked, and by then, I had already calculated the time Ernest should have been back.

But I hadn't heard any signs of him. Maybe he got held up.

"With you guys knocking off this early and no overtime, do you think you'll meet the deadline?" I inquired.

Deborah seemed to be drinking something or munching on a snack, judging from the clear swallowing sound I heard. "Mr. Collins says we will." "Can you believe him? Don't fall for his smooth talk. If you don't meet the deadline, you're the ones who'll lose out, especially with your bonuses on the line," I warned her.

She coughed twice. "I think we can make it. We've already moved on to section D, and the progress is swift each day, almost no new issues. It's just work and go now."

were here, it was like, not just every other day, but every single day there was an issue. We always had to go sort it out in Mr. Collins' office. But ever since you left, poof, no more problems. Makes me miss the chance to pop into Mr. Collins' office for a chat. Ah, now I just wish for some issues so I could...

was getting carried away

a jinx, just not compatible with Mr. Collins, and that's why we always had

it's about incompatibility. Felicia, be honest, is there something going on between you

with Ernest, I guiltily

you don't have to hide it from me. If you and Mr. Collins really had something, it wouldn't be so bad,"

still refuted, "Nothing like that, stop imagining

"Felicia, Mr

out

place to stay Deborah spilled

responded, "Is that

to settle down in Seabreeze City. And, apparently, he's investigating

phone, was lowered. "Felicia,

renting a place and

his family member died

lost her parents in a car

made up an excuse and hung up, staring blankly at the

parents' car accident

thought unexpectedly crossed

7 PM, with no sound from