No More Waiting, She Chooses Love

Chapter 8



Conrad told me about the heated love his parents shared in their youth, a passion that eventually simmered down to a comfortable calm. Maybe that was just what love would be like in the end.

"Mom, Dad!"

"Jacqueline, Herschel!"

Conrad and I greeted them, each to our own.

"Have you two eaten yet? There's plenty of food left if you're hungry," Jacqueline said gently.

"We've had dinner," Conrad answered, then looked at me, "Are you hungry? Do you want to eat something?"

I barely touched my dinner, but then, I wasn't hungry. "No, I'm good."

"Then head upstairs to rest. I'll have the housekeeper bring up some milk," Jacqueline said, smiling.

smile seemed off, but I didn't dwell on it

Conrad looked back

I forgot to mention we're preparing Conrad's room as your bridal suite. For

move out after the wedding. Why are you setting up a

Jacqueline retorted with a playful scold and proceeded to lead Conrad to my room door. "You two are about to

mind, right?" Jacqueline then asked

echoed in my ears, leaving me unsure

Conrad surprisingly answered for

knew, his

said as he closed the

perhaps a hint of something more. It felt like our wedding night, especially with

cheeks flushed. "I'll just go

with his sharp gaze. My heartbeat quickened, and my breathing grew

moved up, resting on my shoulder, then my neck,

my hands clutched

shared. During all our years together,

nervous that my teeth chattered, preventing