Chapter 135


    "Have you been drinking?" Ernest''s deep and melodious voice broke the silence a few secondster. "Would you?" I didn''t answer but pressed him further.


    "Where are you?" Ernest didn''t answer but just shot the question right back at me.


    "Forget it. I know the answer," I was about to hang up when Ernest stopped me.


    "Felicia, where are you? At home or out somewhere?" A pressing urgency sounded in Ernest''s voice.


    A surge of suppressed emotion burst within me, "Who are you to me to tell me what to do? I can be wherever I want. I..."


    Suddenly, Fanny leaned in. "Don''t worry, Mr. Adams. She''s with me, her best friend."


    After speaking, Fanny whispered, "y nice, sweetie, when you''re asking for a favor."


    I pushed her away,ughing and joking, when Ernest''s voice came through the phone. "Let''s talk when you''ve sobered up tomorrow."


    He hung up, leaving me stunned, looking at Fanny, "He thinks I''m drunk."


    Fannyughed. "He''s just worried you''ll deny everything you said tonighte morning."


    Sure, I had some drinks, but it wasn''t that bad. Maybe that was Ernest''s way of rejecting me. After all, he heard me say I didn''t like him. He must think I''m ying games, or maybe that was his way of getting back at me for rejecting him.


    The aftermath of the drinks left me clueless about when Fanny went to work the next day until my phone''s relentless ringing forced me to open my eyes.


    "Hello," I answered without checking the caller ID.


    "Ms. Hudson, can youe down to the amusement park?" Ivan''s voice was fraught with urgency.


    I frowned. "Ivan, I quit, remember? If it''s about work, you should talk to Dustin or Mr. Wagner."


    "Ms. Hudson, I specifically need you," Ivan''s insistence made me chuckle, waking me up.


    I turned over, running my hands through my tousled hair. "What''s it about?"


    "You''ll know when you get here," Ivan tried to keep it mysterious.


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    "I told you, I''ve quit. It''s not my business anymore," I reminded Ivan.


    "Ms. Hudson," Ivan pleaded, "what if it''s a personal matter?"


    I pouted. "Well, that might be okay, but there''s no need to meet at the amusement park, right?"


    "Then where would you like?" Ivan asked.


    Realizing he was serious, I said, "Just tell me over the phone."


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    "I can''t talk about it over the phone. It needs to be in person," Ivan said, sounding almost desperate.


    Even so, I wasn''t easily swayed. "If you don''t say it, forget it."


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    "Um," Ivan''s voice sounded awkward, "Mr. Wagner wants you toe to the amusement park because... he wants to propose."