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."

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

had been ages since we last had a meal together. According to what Jimmy had said the night before, Conrad had been staying with Haley. Was his sudden invitation for lunch a guilt trip

free. Maybe I won't finish up by lunchtime.

sarcasm in my voice, then fell silent

to think about if he

into it. "I'm busy right now.

didn't respond, so

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

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

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

place to sit and rest, and Deborah noticed

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

observed my face. "Felicia, you seem

gestured to her face. "You look

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

found an excuse, then pretended

a chatterbox, and I feared her probing would leave me

shadow loomed