No More Waiting, She Chooses Love

Chapter 11



"Felicia, Mr. Wagner's on the line for you." Deborah Walker, who had tagged along with me, extended the phone toward me.

I had underestimated Conrad's persistence. In such a situation, I could only take the phone and respond formally, "Mr. Wagner, what can I do for you?"

"Felicia," Conrad's voice was deep, laced with evident remorse, "Why did you leave so early today? I got home, and you weren't there."

Realizing he wasn't talking shop, I stepped away. "Went out for breakfast."

Conrad apologized to me. "Sorry, I... got held up last night. Couldn't make it back."

A chill ran through me, my lips curling into a mocking smile. "And why was that?"

Conrad was silent.

I held my breath, giving him a way out. "Couldn't find a caregiver?"

Conrad replied calmly, "Yes."

Conrad spoke again, "Felicia, when are you free? I'll pick you up. Let's have lunch together,

had been staying with Haley. Was his sudden

I'll be free. Maybe I won't finish up by lunchtime. Besides, aren't you

grew heavy, perhaps catching the sarcasm in my voice, then fell silent for a beat. "Don't

about if he could walk out on

at work and didn't want to drag personal matters into it. "I'm busy right now. If there's nothing else, I'm

respond, so

on-site inspections. After wrapping up the

its phases. Eighty percent complete, my task was to ensure the

deviations from the blueprints were unlikely, given the partner's compliance, I had to make the trip as part of the process.

and Deborah noticed my discomfort. "Felicia,

hide it. If we weren't in the field, I'd have loved to kick off my shoes

Deborah observed my face. "Felicia, you seem off, not just

before Deborah gestured

to anyone. And when a woman's mood was

an excuse, then pretended to be

chatterbox, and I feared her probing would leave me struggling for

a shadow