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."

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

getting carried

off. "Maybe I was a jinx, just not compatible with Mr. Collins, and

incompatibility.

relationship with Ernest, I guiltily denied. "What are

Mr. Collins really had something, it wouldn't be so bad," Deborah

like that, stop

"Felicia, Mr

moved out

place

ignorance, I responded,

settle down in Seabreeze City. And, apparently,

phone, was lowered. "Felicia, did you know about

didn't. Ernest renting a place and his investigation were

I heard his family member died in

lost her parents in a car accident, my

made up an excuse and hung up, staring blankly at

my parents' car accident

thought unexpectedly crossed my

no sound from across the