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."

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

had been staying with Haley. Was his sudden invitation for lunch a guilt trip for bailing on me the previous night or a sudden strike of

casually, "Not sure when I'll be free. Maybe I won't finish up by lunchtime. Besides, aren't

sarcasm in my voice, then fell silent for

think about if he could walk out on me the night

into it. "I'm busy

respond, so

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

of monitoring all its phases. Eighty

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

found a place to sit and rest, and Deborah noticed my discomfort. "Felicia, are

field, I'd have loved to kick

"Felicia, you seem off, not

gestured to her face. "You

anyone. And when a woman's mood was

found an excuse, then pretended to be

her probing would leave me struggling for

a shadow loomed