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."

are you free? I'll pick you up. Let's have

a meal together. According to what Jimmy had said the night before, Conrad had been staying with Haley. Was his sudden invitation for

I won't finish up by lunchtime. Besides, aren't you always busy

perhaps catching the sarcasm in my

there to think about if he could walk

work and didn't want to drag personal matters into it. "I'm

so I

the day included discussing with partners and on-site inspections. After wrapping up the discussions by

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

to make the trip as part of the process. Walking the site

place to sit and rest, and Deborah noticed

it. If we weren't in the field, I'd have loved to

you seem off, not just your

gestured to her

when a woman's mood was off, no amount

PMS," I found an excuse, then

was a chatterbox, and I feared her probing would leave me struggling

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