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."

before Conrad spoke again, "Felicia, when are

Conrad had been staying with Haley. Was his sudden invitation for lunch a guilt trip for bailing on me the

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

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

else was there to think about if he could walk out on me the

drag personal matters into it. "I'm busy right now. If

respond, so

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

me in charge of monitoring all its phases. Eighty percent complete, my task was to ensure the final output matched the original

make the trip as part of the

sit and rest, and

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

my face. "Felicia, you seem off, not just your

Deborah gestured to her face.

sleepless night would do that to anyone. And when a woman's mood was off, no amount of makeup could

I found an excuse, then pretended to be busy on

chatterbox, and I feared her probing would leave me

a shadow loomed