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."

nothing more before Conrad spoke again, "Felicia, when are you free? I'll pick

with Haley. Was his sudden invitation for lunch a guilt trip for bailing on me the previous

sure when I'll be free. Maybe I won't finish up by

the sarcasm in my voice, then

think about if he could walk out

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

respond, so I ended the

day included discussing with partners and on-site inspections. After wrapping up the discussions by ten in the morning, Deborah and I

overseeing a theme park construction project, with me in charge of monitoring all its phases. Eighty percent complete, my task was to ensure the final

given the partner's compliance, I had to make the trip as

rest, and Deborah

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

my face. "Felicia, you seem off,

in surprise before Deborah gestured to her

to anyone. And when a woman's mood was off, no amount

found an excuse, then pretended to be busy on

chatterbox, and I feared her probing would leave me struggling

a shadow loomed