No More Waiting, She Chooses Love

Chapter 51



At the pool hall, Conrad took a shot and missed everything.

Jefferson shook his head lightly, rubbing his cue stick as he said, "Has Felicia not texted you back yet or made any contact?"

Conrad stayed silent while Jefferson aimed for the most awkwardly placed ball on the table, sending it flying in a beautiful arc straight into the pocket with a solid crack.

"It doesn't make sense, right? She didn't even take it to heart when you spoke about her like that and didn't hold a grudge. What's got into her this time?" Jefferson was puzzled.

Conrad recalled when Felicia had come there to shoot some pool. "What did she ask you that time?"

Jefferson sunk another ball, then nonchalantly leaned on the edge of the pool table, lined up his next shot, and with another sharp crack, that one went in too.

"Didn't I tell you? She asked if there was anything among you, Haley, and Aiden at school. I told her straight up, no. So, her running away has nothing to do with me," Jefferson clarified, absolving himself completely.

didn't say anything. Why are you getting defensive?" Conrad's tone was

shot. Instead, he looked at Conrad, "Do you not know why she left? Why she

throwing a fit. I've always spoiled

even people at the office knew about it, with rumors flying that he

spoiled her?" Jefferson chuckled. "Honestly, Rad, it never seemed you pampered her, but rather..." He paused, "Rather, you got used to Felicia being your shadow, thinking she couldn't leave

am I supposed to find her? Put up missing person posters all over the world?" Conrad was still

and sank the last ball with a

a clean sweep, showcasing the pool hall

huffed, not convinced,

shot, "Felicia loves you, but her love has dignity.

it must be because you

do?"

for you to figure out," Jefferson pursed his lips. "Some people pass by each other, and for a

no more passion

should at least care for her as a brother does. If something happened to her, you'd never forgive yourself,"