No More Waiting, She Chooses Love

Chapter 93



If there's one thing I've learned in life, it's that some people have the thick skin of a rhinoceros. And Haley? She's the queen of them all.

When I saw her strolling towards me, a single thought flashed through my mind: Shameless people are invincible. In a world where morals should matter, you'd think someone like her, playing the other woman, would at least have the decency to avoid the wife. But nope. Here we are, in a time where shame is apparently a forgotten concept.

She strutted up with that "look at me, aren't I fabulous?" attitude that really got under my skin.

"Felicia, fancy seeing you here," Haley chimed, her eyes darting to Ernest beside me, though they'd been glued to him since she arrived. It's like she couldn't peel her gaze away from him, as if by some maic force.

And honestly, I didn't even want to start describing how attractive Ernest was; it was like everyone, young or old, couldn't help but sneak an extra glance his way. The best proof was Ethel back in my neighborhood, always sneaking peeks.

"Yeah, what a coincidence," I replied, my tone anything but warm. It wasn't that I was petty; I just couldn't stand her smugness, acting all high and mighty while trying to play the victim.

have backed off. But no, she chose to step on every

to hit a nerve, making her visibly uncomfortable. With Conrad not here, who was she trying

room. Haley, with her decent looks, probably had that in spades, especially now, playing the young widow in need

hadn't she latched onto Conrad already? What was with this wandering eye every time a decent man walked

and I were nothing, I didn't like the idea of Haley setting her sights on him. Watching her antics, I couldn't help but mock, "Ms. Perez, here

giveaway of her embarrassment,

on a show to get Ernest's attention. Was she trying to keep her options open, with

was both surprising and, in a twisted way, satisfying.. wondered how Conrad would feel, knowing he was

server approached us,

spot," I said, eager to leave Haley and her

a bit closer to him, perhaps closer than intended, and

the gentleman,

by the shoulder

settled into the seats the server had guided us to, with Ernest never