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 you up. Let's have lunch

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 for bailing

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

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

was there to think about if he could walk out on

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

respond, so

inspections. After wrapping up the

me in charge of monitoring all its phases. Eighty percent

blueprints were unlikely, given the partner's compliance, I had to make the trip as part of the process. Walking the site left my feet swollen and my toes

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

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

face. "Felicia, you seem off, not just

Deborah gestured to her face. "You

to anyone. And when a

PMS," I found an excuse, then pretended to be busy

feared her probing would

a shadow loomed